the bermuda tryangle Lyrics

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This ain't for the ones who been here before

Nah, not niggas who came with nothing

And left here with more

This for the ones who ain't did shit

Miserable kids in the distance

Peace hating; bitch-makin'

Lil boys in the comments

Where you all get this nonsense

Show me what have you done

Show me where have you been

So before you begin

Slow down, Nigga

So before you begin

Slow down, Nigga

Yea

There's power in the silence

Soak it all up

KK, not again!

Run up a check and I run with them bands

Franklins falling out my pants

Niggas wanna eat, shit, I pop up with pans

Straight smoke out the can

Yea, I'm a man with my plan

Catching plays on-demand

Sipping drank with my fans

So much light, get a tan

Bling

Bling

God flow, so I pray then I make happen

Rod flow, so I got to hit the kitchen cabinets

Rod flow, so they say I'm getting fat and

I know, I'm in the gym pushing caddies

Been buzzing since days with Trice and Faby

Segue, now I'm on planes with Jimmy and Faby

Was hustling

Was running

Now I'm cunning

Now I'm stunting just like my daddy

Run up a check and I run with them bands

Franklins falling out my pants

Niggas wanna eat, shit, I pop up with pans

Straight smoke out the can

Yea, I'm a man with my plan

Catching plays on-demand

Sipping drank with my fans

So much light, get a tan

Bling

Bling

Bling

Bling

Run up a check and I run with them bands

Niggas wanna eat shit, I pop up with pans

I'm going under

I'm lost in your ocean

I'm on top, I'm floating

Gone off that magic potion

And you

Got my devotion

I'm like the boys, them boys in motion

Third eye open, yea, this batch is potent

You really get it

Keep the backdoor closed like a fitted

I'm walking like tall like New York

Ain't talkin' chopped cheese

Babygirl, please

I ain't too proud to beg

But baby use your head

Sloppy toppy

Pull up and they can't stop me

I'm in the sky, like Rodney

Baby, I'm official

Like I got a red flag and a whistle

Like I clocked in at Foot Locker, baby

I'm a whopper, baby

Cause I'm a BK

That's a Born King; poor ting

She say she like when I can't breathe

So Imma shut it down

Like Aubrey and the dream

I'm going under baby

And I know nobody

Nobody-ody can save me

Yea yea, nobody-ody can save me

Nobody-ody can save me