
Ivory Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah, ay, ay
Yeah, she don't want me
Really she a fiend
She just want the coke
She just want the G's
Rolling up the green
Rolling off the bean
Things that I have done
Know you won't believe
Fuck out my face
We don't talk that way
Better tuck in my chain
Don't be talkin my name
Big flick with the wrist
Don't judge how we live
Don't be talking that shit
Don't be talking that
I want a lake at the back of my crib
I want a mansion, raising a kid
I want to jump out the back take a dip
Can't take it back cause I did what I did
Back on the grid, run up a meter
Hitting the gas, run off a litre
I might go in, but I can't leave her
Put it in front, but it go deeper
I might go pull that extra mile
I might go make that extra drive
I might go bounce that shit
She back and forth she exercise
Bending it back she break that spine
Bending it back she know she fine
Even the ones who ride or die she know she down she extra fly
Yeah, she don't want me
Really she a fiend
She just want the coke
She just want the G's
Rolling up the green
Rolling off the bean
Things that I have done
Know you won't believe
Fuck out my face
We don't talk that way
Better tuck in my chain
Don't be talkin my name
Big flick with the wrist
Don't judge how we live
Don't be talking that shit
Don't be talking that
I know that chick she extra feisty
You know the ones that rare like ivory
Showing myself I think she like me
Showing it off she just like Miley
I might go in I think that's likely
Feeling myself I think I might be
Blowing a bag that sound just like me
Talking that shit, don't take that lightly
I don't want to hear that boy, he cap
I don't want to run that shit, might lap
I don't want to fake my shit
I make my shit, I'm clean like that
Better stand back this big boy shit
Better not look at my big boy wrist
I've been around this place, they know my face
They know I take that risk
Yeah, she don't want me
Really she a fiend
She just want the coke
She just want the G's
Rolling up the green
Rolling off the bean
Things that I have done
Yeah, ay, ay