
Sinsation ft. VOHN Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ay, Way too faded in the matrix
Bitch I'm laggin and I'm latent
Getting cash in, get the statement
You ain't even got a main bitch
Yo ass couldn't cuff a lame bitch
Cut em off then I lane switch
I won't change but I'm not on the same shit
I'm always faded I love the sensation
I'm the last real one and everyone fakin
Only speak money cause that is my language
Don't want conversations don't even say shit
I don't know who you are
don't know what your name is
Everyone fakin just tryna be famous
I'm just tryna make it and stack up my faces
Fuckin I'm fuckin her fast
I'm going up there ain't no going back
I just pulled up with the racks
Told the bitch give me the heart attack
I'm rolling up smoking thrax
All you pussies keep getting taxed
There ain't no time to relax
You gotta get up and get to this bag
I'm handling business and standing on that
Pulling up lookin like men in the black
Smoking on pack with the suit and the slacks
And I'm going fast I'm doing the dash
Bumpin my shit turn it up to the max
Left you in the past while I'm smoking on thrax
You a bitch why you hide in a mask
Do this shit I'm completing my task
I'm always faded I love the sensation
I'm the last real one and everyone fakin
Only speak money cause that is my language
Don't want conversations don't even say shit
I don't know who you are
don't know what your name is
Everyone fakin just tryna be famous
I'm just tryna make it and stack up my faces
Get out my face bitch
Can't fuck with no lame bitch
Get in the whip then I lane switch
Sold the weed then I dipped
Can't fuck with a hoe that can't sip
Yeah I'm smoking a whole lotta shit
I'm smoking pounds
You bitches smoke zips
Can't fuck with no bitch
If she ain't rocking Rick
You know I'm rocking real expensive fits
Everything down to the wrist
You know what it is
You know I pull up with the tint
Whipping around in the Benz
Fuck around don't need no new friends
I'm always faded I love the sensation
I'm the last real one and everyone fakin
Only speak money cause that is my language
Don't want conversations don't even say shit
I don't know who you are
don't know what your name is
Everyone fakin just tryna be famous
I'm just tryna make it and stack up my faces
Tryna get guap tryna get fetty
You know imma pop just like confetti
Waitin for it, yeah you know I am ready
Pockets fat and you know that they heavy
Just walked in the bank they know me already
Faded as fuck I'm whipping the Chevy
Bitch in the shit don't need you to tell me
Smoking on shit and you know that it's smelly
Way too faded in the matrix
Bitch I'm laggin and I'm latent
Getting cash in, get the statement
You ain't even got a main bitch
Yo ass couldn't cuff a lame bitch
Cut em off then I lane switch
I won't change but I'm not on the same shit