
ARNGMNTZ (Prod. Nirmono) ft. luh von Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Drop a 3 up inna 1 I feel like I am onna Pacers
Like I'm onna Pacers
Bullets make Arrangements
Pull up make it raining
Sipping Wock up in my cup
that shit fucking up my cadence
Lil boy said he want some smoke
We gone pull up make him break dance
Clean him up on aisle 3
Think he need some maintenance
Niggas wanna be like me
But that shit gone take some patience
Yo lil hoe she all on me
And she ate me like some bacon
Yea we spent yo block like 2 times
Ion see you, yo shit vacant
With my team we hella flee go overseas & take vacations
I got cheat codes to this shit just like I grew up on PlayStation
Niggas typing on the net they really out here making statements
Bckend used to be dead broke
I grind and hustle from the pavement
And that shit just made me angry
Pop a Xanax pour my drank
That shit just really made me crazy
Yea it made me crazy
Ion even want your lady
Swerving inna GLE Big Body Mercedes
Big Glocky on my hip
Pop yo ass if you moving shady
All my niggas keep a pipe like we from Iraq
Like we inna Navy
I'm Out West 290 baby
Yea I grew up out Out West
But you know the north side is what raised me
When I be out south and inna Burbs
I'm taking all they ladies
I guess that's why these niggas hate me
I'm still screaming fuck you pay me
Fuck you pay me
Fuck you pay me
When I'm in this jeep it's super fast feel like I'm speed racer
I dropped a 3 up in a 1 I feel like I am onna Pacers
Yo bitch suck dick make me lose breath she passed her fitness gram pacer
A-plus on the test
Two redhead bitches like I'm Johnny Test
We come and take your bling bling boy
And then we put you down to rest
Put you down to sleep
Pouring wock up in my cup
My favorite commodity
Too much drugs in my body
I can't even feel my feet
I keep a slug in my shawty
This bitch high
She wanna she wanna see
My pockets fat as hell know my shit unhealthy
P.T.S.O, Put that shit on
With that bitch she wanna eat me
And that bitch she wanna greet me
Huh, bullets make arrangements
Pull up with that choppa
Spray it from all angles
Bad ass bitch keep calling me
Yea that lil hoe she a stranger
Lil boy wanna be like me
Well that shit gone take some patience
Yeah, that shit gon' take some patience
Yeah, that shit gon' take some patience
Take some patience
Hit em from all angles
All angles, yeah all angles
Swear to god, from all angles