Senior Immigrant Lyrics

In real life hit R2 I'm spamming it

In his backyard where the tent we camping in

Just left the mall 20 racks I spent

And I'd do it again can't spin his block

We just sit 'cause it's a dead end

I used to play wide receiver sometimes the tight end

The way niggas dicksuck it's like you like men

I am a trend I don't follow trends

I'd rather be condemned before I make amends

You'd rather say you do instead of really getting it in

Niggas say I switched up I'm 'bout to switch again

It was really a fatality when bro finished him

It wasn't no sentences for no one I was sending in

Miss me with all that pick me shit bitch pick again

I damn near need a colder bitch I'm 'bout to pick again

I'm in the bed with 50 large you never had a 10

You drive an old foreign that's a senior immigrant

You should see my finishing animations

Bro said the bank was open I hit all net

After five shots in the same spot that is not a vest

It went in through his chin and came out his neck

Niggas sippin' fake wok that is not no tech

They apologized they wasn't familiar with my game

Can't come around if you ain't familiar with my gang

Air suspension I can't feel when I switch the lanes

It wouldn't matter if he bounced out in a cape

That is not gon' save him I don't care you send your music

I am not gon' play it I just make a lot of money I'm hardly saving

Bro mixed perc in the wok and a bar to chase

This bitch wanna eat ball sack 'cause she like my fragrance

In real life hitting R2 I'm spamming it

I love when the hams want beef let's make sandwiches

I slipped in with a neck brace and a matching wrist

75 percent true shooting I'm not gon' miss

In real life hit R2 I'm spamming it

In his backyard where the tent we camping in

Just left the mall 20 racks I spent

And I'd do it again can't spin his block

We just sit 'cause it's a dead end

I'm still grabbing maxs I started with the plus

Could have bought some dumps you went and bought some fake buffs

Strippers having spiritual experiences when we in the club

Let a nigga reach for these frames he goin' stay in the club

You can't play with me I'm in a different league

New year new offseason I'm in the same team

Bitch you ain't win a ship with me you can get a ring

It's 40 on my body

With like 20 stuffed in my jeans

I put up stats check the plaques it's lots of proof

Two million streams minus my feats niggas seen the truth

Paul Pierce in a wheelchair nigga I been the truth

Cabriolet I let the top down I never seen the roof

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