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Execute Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah, ayy (woo)
Fell in love and forgot 'bout my image
I'm just thinkin' ho, give me a minute
Ho, you talk too much could you just zip it
I could stack this money so high, flip it
Now we out in Soho gettin' fitted
We'll have a great time, you won't forget it
Bust through the grapevine, they like I shitted
Execute off the great mind, yes I did it
Killin' shit every time that we spin in
Lottery shit, you not with the pickings
Pottery bitch, get broke, you a chicken
I need a mill, I'm tryna get me a ticket
Kick out your bitch, the ho get evicted
I'm feelin' like Vicky too mean, I get wicked
My bitch call me Skylar, in this bitch I might skywalk
With the lightsaber on my side
I put this nigga on the sidewalk
And I put trust in nine
Yeah, I make sure that that lock tucked
And I promise that I'm fine
I'ma make it, bitch, I gotta
Presidential on my wrist like Barrack-Uh
Bomb bitch, shake it up like Morocco
We in Bombay, kicking shit with them knockas
Got a bomb, bitch, she gon' face me regardless
Visible stick on me, you try us
Oh he must want to die, or sum
Had to clutch in the dire zone
Throw my phone, I don't care for your song
Money long, like that boy hitting bong
Gas gone smack my lung
You can't stand with up
I get high, you buzzed
Get too close, we clutch
I'm just runnin' up (Uh-huh)
I ain't goin' beg for your trust (I ain't)
I ain't goin' beg for shit, actually (Uh-Uh I won't)
I don't care enough (I dont give a fuck)
And my young niggas clutchin' them sticks, accurately (They do)
So keep that shit up (They buss at your muff)
Oh well, you askin' bout me, well I keep it packed, so actually (Obviously duh)
Yeah, ayy
Fell in love and forgot 'bout my image
I'm just thinkin' ho, give me a minute
Ho, you talk too much could you just zip it (Could you just zip it)
I could stack this money so high, flip it
Now we out in Soho gettin' fitted (fitted)
We'll have a great time, you won't forget it
Bust through the grapevine, they like I shitted
Execute off the great mind, yes I did it