EP2 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Secret Society, all we ask is trust
And within a week, see New Cartier buffs
I love to slut a bitch out in a five star
She said her head was the best, it was by far
She said that money make her cum, it was my car
I put myself in check, I had to take a sidebar
Niggas always pressed about some pussy, I don't try hard
Used to sell soft in the burbs, I ain't like hard
Alcantara seats on the 911
If she can, you know she tellin' We get caught, my niggas bailin
If you buyin', then I'm sellin'
I ain't tryin' if I'm failing
Bitch, my story too compelling
Shit you drivin' is a lemon
Lemon squeeze on the talon
That's some ratchet shit
Tryin' to leave the game alone, but it's a habit, bitch
Didn't wanna get a job, but I had to switch
A couple niggas that I love, shit, I had to ditch
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust Raise your right hand if you fuckin' with us
Now get your money, nigga Get your money, nigga
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust Raise your right hand if you fuckin' with us
Now get your money, nigga Get your money, nigga
What up, Hunnit
What up, Scoe
Up in Churchill's, couple drinks at the bar It's a light night, forty bucks on my gar
Chardonnay out the bottle, I had two of those
Once they popped the second cork, I knew the bitch had chose
Ain't been broke in a minute
Tell my kids no shit that feel worse than sinning
Thinkin' back when I was fucked up, shit, I'm grinnin
I cried on my brother's shoulders, guess I'm repentin'
I lost a lot, but a nigga always bounce back
They took a load, but I earned every ounce back Money ain't everything, how that sound, Jack
But I did need some peace, so I found that I'd rather be alone
Everything premium when you ain't gotta roam
I spent twenty summers out here gettin' it on the road
They askin' who is Slick Flair, I guess they don't really know
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust Raise your right hand if you fuckin' with us
Now get your money, nigga Get your money, nigga
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust Raise your right hand if you fuckin' with us
Now get your money, nigga Get your money, nigga