Synonym ft. adonivin Lyrics

Yeah, I get high, I'ma glide above the room

Hold my niggas' shoulders, we not in no gym

Bitch, I'm deep inside the wrist, I'ma hit that gym

Yeah, hell yeah, I been ballin', jump on shit like you

Yeah, we not killers, but we stallin', jealous, I don't know

Like hot grease, we get shit poppin', ain't no way, no no

Yeah, bitch, I'm a one-on-one, hell nah, I ain't no sinner, no

Yeah, she throw out the way, run all these moneys and funds

I got a whole lot of guns, get one to play, never can't come meet the sun

I got them bands on the run, shit, I been there, I got them bands on the run

Been swipin' with the football, shit, how I'm feelin', I need ten on my toes

How I'm feelin', I need ten on your hoe, how I'm feelin', I just givin' it all

She wantin' the wig and I got her the bow, said she ain't eatin' her new nigga bro

So she still hit me, cause she know I'm on one, uh, and the overflow is a new one

I'm tryna catch what they doin', uh, uh, bitch

My shooter slide, touch her head, touch her bro

Yeah, I get high, I'ma glide above the room

Pop my nigga's shoulders, we not in no gym

Bitch, I'm deep inside the wrist, I'ma hit that gym

Yeah, how y'all out there ballin', jump on shit like him

Yeah, we not killers, but we stallin', jealous, I don't know

Like hot grease, we get shit poppin', ain't no way, no no

Yeah, bitch, I'm one on one, and I ain't no sinner, no

Huh, 101, yeah, that's me

You don't wanna be with me, yeah, I love that chopper speed

Niggas try to run from me, yeah, I had to chop his feet

Bro, he called my phone, he said, yeah, I got some beats for me

She just wanna suck my meat, yeah, I'm in that TC, bro

Now you hear my engine roar, I'ma hold that corner, shoot it through

Pussy nigga, what he do? Yeah, that nigga, he a fool

He don't know what he doin', he don't know cracks too

Huh, his bitch, she just suck my dick

Run, run, stick, niggas don't know who I am, yeah, I don't miss

Momma call my phone, she like, what I'm doin' with

I'm killin' with my guys, we ain't doin' shit

Baby, L-O-V-E, L-O-V-E, love me

Yeah, my bitch, ask her where I'm at, I'm in the city

Spend that racks, I ain't spend shit in a minute

I drop a track, disappear for a lil' minute