Sonnin Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I'm sonnin' niggas zodiac
He dropped a song know he wack
You thought you ate Kobe back
Get clapped for cheese Colby Jack
Make yo' bitch pour me ach'
Hide iron man Tony mask
Line 'em up grocery bag
You niggas sweet Cody Zack
I'm sonnin' niggas zodiac
He dropped a song know he wack
You thought you ate Kobe back
Get clapped for cheese Colby Jack
Make yo' bitch pour me ach'
Hide iron man Tony mask
Line 'em up grocery bag
You niggas sweet Cody Zack
Niggas real goofy like hanging with Mickey
These bitches be hating but waiting like pick me
Shots at yo' team and you praying like miss me
They throwing yo' circle not playing with frisbee
Speak on the gang wrong risky
Rag and a chain on 50
Fuck is you sipping Wak Whiskey
Niggas be kiddin' watch Disney
Levels in this what the fuck is you playing
All bark and no bite what the fuck is you sayin'
Too big in this bitch what the fuck is you weighing
Don't scope out the scene what the fuck is surveying
They be like he cheating the fuck is he spraying
Yo' shit sound like trash what the fuck is you paying
I hit and she gone what the fuck you not staying
I run it up now what the fuck is delaying
Shorty say who that be up in yo' mentions
I told her shut up you just want attention
I told her ride she let me drive fried blew out the back of her engine
Hesi don't step and get left when I shook 'em
Stir up the pot he six feet when I cook 'em
Miss on his shot take him out of the game I won't speak on his name he eleven on Brooklyn
I'm sonnin' niggas zodiac
He dropped a song know he wack
You thought you ate Kobe back
Get clapped for cheese Colby Jack
Make yo' bitch pour me ach
Hide iron man Tony mask
Line 'em up grocery bag
You niggas sweet Cody Zack
I'm sonnin' niggas zodiac
He dropped a song know he wack
You thought you ate Kobe back
Get clapped for cheese Colby Jack
Make yo' bitch pour me ach
Hide iron man Tony mask
Line 'em up grocery bag
You niggas sweet Cody Zack
Keep killin' melodies
Shit ain't no sweat to me
No one ahead of me
Niggas will never be
You call her Stephanie she call her Heffanie
I call her buddy come open her legs for me
Pit to a bitch you is not in my pedigree
Stick with the grip and a lot more accessories
I get him x'd like where top of the treasure be
Neck eating carrots my pockets on celery
Difference between us you felons that slipped up got caught but I never slipped up doing felonies
Homies be cappin' they talkin' 'bout supporting but want me to fall I'm just peeping the jealousy
I run the game I don't care 'bout no foul if I don't like the call then I'm slappin' the referee
Future too bright fuck around and lose sight soon after you see I ain't talkin' the letter D
Thought it was games now his life is in jeopardy
Holding a grudge don't forget what you said to me
Harder then all that mean any and every
Jumped in and flew that's why chest lookin' feathery
Star like I'm Pat plus I'm scrappy like Beverly
Spray at his 'fro I ain't talkin' the seventies
Never be Andy won't play with a deputy
Bron on the Cavs that bitch praying I never leave
Told me that pussy be sweeter then honey I told her I'm buzzing so lil' hoe it better be
Cookin' up schemes for the mula I got her upset cause I showed her she not in the recipe
Only want money cause niggas get famous and weird God don't make me celebrity
Realest of niggas gone be on my grave it's clear I came in to leave me a legacy
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