Situated

Lyrics

[Verse 1: 3wayslim] What, what, what What, what Uh I skate on nights, don't need advice with my [?] of Viltrumite Wifey pulled up with the scheme team, she might get hit tonight Green brim on my fitted, it's like a training day Yo' shots alizay, we hit yo' block from a mile away Precision, you could live long, bitch, them decisions you make (Decisions you make) I need a hundred million streams, how many hits do it take? (How many hits do it take) Soon as the weed break down, everything on yo' plate, ayy I throw this weight around like I'm tossin' a shake, wait (I'm tossin' a) These niggas hatin' Gatorade I made the wave and (I made it) Chainscope call me for verses, I'm like a renegade (Uh) I used to fuck with them niggas but then my feelings changed (For real) Been tryna kick the door, of course my rent is paid [Bridge: 3wayslim, Monday Night] I been tryna grab the sauce, my foundation renovated (Ooh) Tryna front ya' move, get situated [Verse 2: Monday Night] Ayo, uh The sunset starts to fall, ion even want shit (Ooh) I'm tryna be the best one, you call when you gotta turn left (Yo, where you at cuz?) Just one test (One test), make you hide the product where your son slept Just one step to see if you niggas part of this shit 'til the death (Block) My team come, we turn, clean up, try to get the shit he swept (Gimme that) Them team up the one we leave up general this shit kept (Ooh) Don't scheme up, niggas feent out, Scotty they beam up (Ha) I'm creeped out, or the lean cup niggas would sleep out (Out, I'm situated) I'm situated, ayy, since you hated, pussy nigga pay me (Pay me) You still complainin' 'bout payments niggas ain't gon pay you shit (Niggas ain't gon' pay you, nigga) If you gon' quit, just quit quickly (Quickly), stop saying shit you ain't gon' say to niggas faces If it was the other way, physically got tired of rhyming similes with niggas (Ooh) Got tired of makin' enemies with niggas (Fuck outta here) Sike, nah, I sweat away, we ride dogs in assembly with niggas Up all night coughing, drawing, mixin' remedies with the liquor, shit (Ha) Niggas cowards, I'm yosemite with the triggers, shit is ours (Shit is ours) Riding with a couple felonies and the [?] I ain't saying we be selling these, but my niggas call me with a melody that sound like the 70s from the listen, yeah (Shit sound good)