16 ft. lifelessgarments Lyrics

Right here, Artist

Yeah no I'm too nice, my nigga Artist, fuck nigga

Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah uh, yeah

They hating on me, they know that I'm him, they know that I'm him

Ain't going for non, I shoot at my opps, I shoot at all them

I'm finna break through the rims, I'm tryna count a few M's

Designer swag how I live, I live

I'm tryna touch my desire, like a eagle little bitch I get flyer, flyer

I really feel like vampire, Million air paper break it down

Pay day bitch shake her down, 20 niggas tryna take this down

I see through my vison, what I smoke and I'm still on my pivot

I'm working my shit tryna get to the richest, give fucks about these bitches, I'm not really the switching

Okay its so cool, I'm still by the gang and I still got the cool

Bitch I'm a beast inside the cage

I cant get tanked, if you talking money conversation, oh yeah

Too many bitches I done maxed this hoe, with the baddest hoe

Got so many good flows, got unlimited drip, unlimited hoes

I got unlimited flows, unlimited cloths, I'm fucking these hoes

Yeah I'm fucking these hoes

I got unlimited rolls, I count the rolls, that bitch want the gold

Yeah I want the gold too

I want it brand new, I want a diamond tooth

I want all the jewels yeah I want all it

I want all the money I can get, I was riding round with a tec, yeah

Hit this girl right from the back yeah, yeah

I got a whole lot of bills, yeah, Track Hawk got the rims

Gore shit take your limbs, fucking a bitch and I got it on film

Fucking a model bitch on cam, hold up

Your momma's calling, like come over, give me the wams