Armageddon

Lyrics
[Intro] Them late nights Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Them late nights turn to deep thoughts You ain't really 'bout it, why you reach for? I seen the pros of all this shit, that's why I reach more I still don't understand why niggas leach for And I don't understand how niggas snake me more than bitches I moved up with a snake, and when he talks, I listen Armed up to the brim, this ain't no Armageddon And brodie kinda slow, I told him I'ma get him I put the tip inside you while you do the dishes Labels tryna sign me, I'ma need a million She asked me what I'm doin', I said, "Girl, I'm chillin'" I'm with the burglars and all the villains [Verse 1] Turn her to a freak And direct all them burners to the **** Got her leanin' in the G Wagon, I'm leanin' on the lean (Skrrt) She won't fuck inside no cars, I told her, "Do it for a G" (Yeah, yeah) And you don't know your ho, she for the team I'm Somali sippin' Shani, eat banana with bariis I'ma player, baby, I can put that Prada on your feet They charged him for gun, but he ain't squeeze Them late nights, we cruisin' 'round with Trey 5's And you ain't do no shit before out here We had them niggas scared shitless in the war out here I made a name but still ain't out here [Chorus] Them late nights turn to deep thoughts You ain't really 'bout it, why you reach for? I seen the pros of all this shit, that's why I reach more I still don't understand why niggas leach for And I don't understand how niggas snake me more than bitches I moved up with a snake, and when he talks, I listen Armed up to the brim, this ain't no Armageddon And brodie kinda slow, I told him I'ma get him I put the tip inside you while you do the dishes Labels tryna sign me, I'ma need a million She asked me what I'm doin', I said, "Girl, I'm chillin'" I'm with the burglars and all the villains [Vesre 2] Thought I told you I was different, home raids inside the winter Now, we pullin' up to shows inside the Sprinter I can't forget the guys inside, got baddies sendin' pictures She told me put my pride 'cause I won't tend to listen Sharin' closure with all them demons, got them lookin' at me different One opp that we know still on the roads, that nigga snitchin' If you ever got a hand inside my hood, it's never liftin' Catch a flight to where the niggas catchin' hoes inside their denim Just let me be [Chorus] Them late nights turn to deep thoughts You ain't really 'bout it, why you reach for? I seen the pros of all this shit, that's why I reach more I still don't understand why niggas leach for And I don't understand how niggas snake me more than bitches I moved up with a snake, and when he talks, I listen Armed up to the brim, this ain't no Armageddon And brodie kinda slow, I told him I'ma get him I put the tip inside you while you do the dishes Labels tryna sign me, I'ma need a million She asked me what I'm doin', I said, "Girl, I'm chillin'" I'm with the burglars and all the villains
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Credits
- Writers
- Lil Macks
- Kainova
- Yoshi (UK)