
yet to come. Lyrics
- Genre:Jazz
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
If everything gone wrong, my fault
It better seem like you ain't had no part in doin' bad
I can feel them waitin, plottin' the fall
You'd best believe how I turn shit around, it make you mad
You'd best believe how I turn shit around, it make you mad
Don't count me out right now
Just wantcha hear me out
Been hard to speak with all the sounds comin' right out your mouth
Ain't glad to see me, well what's that about
Got one big dream, but you can't see it, but a small amount
I feel all the doubt that I can make it happen
Take that ass right to Athens, or Sicily
I like alfredo, what this bih feel in me?
To walk a mile in my shoes, you need a fuckin' centipede
If imma do it by myself, then imma make it 10th degree
Boo, nigga, get tomato'ed, get outta actin
A potato flew around my room, you stupid-lookin' ass, nigga
Imma always bend the rules, if it can make my bag bigger
I was trappin' out at school but never seen a class
I don't need no ego, to know manners
I can lock, and pop, and reload, tell'em mind the hammer
Shit get cruddy like Dorito fingers, I can't stand it
Fifty shots at your taquito, boy you lookin famished
Fifty racks in the casino, don't wan know the damage
I'll still trap in a tuxedo, just say what the plan is!
Free my gorillas out the zoo, may they go bananas
I can't touch a strap 'till 32, ain't that shit bananas
The menu don't got one, it got a few, dependin' what you want
The best is yet to come
(Boo, nigga, get tomato'ed, get outta actin)
(Boo, nigga, get tomato'ed, get outta actin
A potato flew around my room, you stupid-lookin' ass, nigga
Imma always bend the rules, if it can make my bag bigger
I was trappin' out at school but never seen a)
The best is yet to come
If everything gone wrong, my fault
It better seem like you ain't had no part in doin' bad
I can feel them waitin, plottin' the fall
You best believe how I turn shit around, it make you mad