Envy

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Izaya Tiji - Rap, USA

Envy

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[Intro] (Digging my own grave) [Verse] You can't lack if you my brother Now I got opps, and you got some, bruh Different Glocks, my bitches custom Boy, yo' broke ass could never judge us See them bands and she'll give buns up Highlights on a nigga, he can get touched up Five lights on a nigga, he can get sent up Walk out, "wanna press sumn'?" Nigga tensed up Young nigga walked in n'-, mm Young nigga walked in droppin' them digits Y'all niggas walked out, maxin' y'all limits And I made these niggas, y'all niggas needa zip it Damn, y'all niggas so unauthentic Damn near finna go clone on this shit I don't even tryna put out my business Niggas send shots right through my tinted's Gon 'head and cop that slow ass Hemi' Young niggas got flight book like Benny's Shе want G-63 Mercedes Look at yo' ho, shе don't look like a lady Look at yo' ho, she look like a man I got some shit that blow like a fan I love my blick, just taught 'em to scam Turn off the website, don't understand I ain't even know the cop was behind me, I was just chasing a van Yeah, I had a few bricks wit' me, damn near cost a Lamb' Half these kids'll wait for me, damn, they're broker than damn Pussy look like some sandwich meat, that pussy lookin' like ham Put a dumb nigga brains on the floor, call that strawberry jam Bad bitch just hopped off the phone, she jus' look like a ten, ayy Walk down wearin' a bear I need a bitch where the booty can't fit in a chair-uhh, ayy-yeah But don't expect me to care Girl don't expect no love, I love to run' it up Niggas like to hate through that screen but in person give you a hug These niggas so damn soft, woah, these niggas some damn fuzz I know these ho's don't love me, 'cause they just love my stuff If I look at yo' ho, she cum Won't look at yo' ho, she ugly She call me "Your highness," I feel like the highest, yeah Baby, you go through my pockets, I don't care Yeah, I'ma shoot just like Giannis (Grrr) Ayy, I caught 'em off camera, put Benihana's on that boy, went to chop 'em (Aye, aye) Cut that lil' nigga in half, yeah, now he a factor (Flrrr, aye) I cut 'em, now I'm out with them bands, I don't wanna talk bout nun else I don't wanna hurt no one else, I don't wanna get to know no one else I did some niggas so dirt' that I know I'm goin' to hell In the door, it's my 1911 Young nigga I ain't goin' to heaven Had to teach this nigga a lesson And nobody's gonna ask no question Know somebody that do that damage Only gotta give bruh like ten racks My ho, she drippin' in Simons Yeah-yeah, I'm rollin' off Xanax Pussy pink, get it clean, I'ma kiss it Dead ass nigga in my wood, I can relax Nigga I can drop lil' ticket Make a young nigga just zip it (Zip it) Stuck in her throat like Popeyes biscuit Tryna be tough, get popped, don't risk it They keep missin' when they spin, they dizzy Money counter, know they feel me, yeah She wanna suck on this Jimmy, yeah Most of these niggas wanna' envy, yeah [Outro] Most of these niggas wanna end me Most of these niggas wanna end me, yeah Envy, most of these niggas, they envy

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  • Izaya Tiji