300 Degress Lyrics

Toe tapping cash flipping neck dripping mad bitches

Yellow diamonds pass lemon

Preme’ up on my bag niggas

This shit got me pass trippin

All I want is raf Simmons

Think my future pass winning

Plans up in my stash nigga woah

Switch up on my niggas yeah I won’t

Do this for the clout, yeah I don’t

I just want so cash, couple O’s

Riches from my rags I suppose

300 degrees

Hanging out the window feel the breeze

Got so many blessing thought I sneezed

Probably cause I practice what I preach

Oh shit

This shit crazy

This shit wavy like the ocean

Hear these hits it make them ask what’s the commotion yeah

Windows down the doors go up I leave it open

Born to when unh

In a Benz with my mens going in unh

It’s like 10 might just hit up JLN unh

Switching forms in these niggas feel like Ben unh

You is not my friend unh

I’m just being honest I do not me to offend unh

Red up on my feet the white the top like peppermints unh

I been way to high I do not know when I might land unh

Smoke up my eyes I might just crash

We always in first we never last

To far in this shit can’t double back

Money on my line like where you at

300 degrees

Hanging out the window feel the breeze

Got so many blessing thought I sneezed

Probably cause I practice what I preach

All my niggas feast

In the dark

Hear them bark

They some beasts

Foreign cars, pushed to started on the streets

Changed my place change my number can’t be reached

Shout out breezeh hear the bass when it bang

Shout out Eazy shout out squirrel

Shout out jalen ABM up on his chain

Shout out E man got some moves to change the game