7 Am In Munich

Lyrics

[Intro: Luh Tyler] Yeah, nigga Ayy, ayy Phew, phew Skii Gang, gang Yeah [Verse 1: Luh Tyler] I ain't tryna do a thing but keep on runnin' it up I see they got a couple bucks, they still ain't fuckin' with us Even the fans are switchin' up, I can't give no one my trust I told that bitch she for the streets, so I can't put her in cuffs She see these diamonds and the cheese, I bet she lettin' me crush Stop all that beefin' 'bout the cheese, you niggas be doin' too much Mix the grabba with the weed, nigga, I ain't smokin' no Dutch I'm tryna smoke the pain away, I just been rollin' it up Did this shit all by myself, no, I don't owe these niggas nothin' We already know how this shit get, that's why bro rollin' with his gun Man, I been countin' up all these blues, this shit been fuckin' with my thumb You'd think my niggas was in a band how they bе poppin' out with drums [Chorus: Kodak Black] Ain't nothin' like them lame niggas who bе going through your stuff Bitch, I ain't gon' trip, it's all the same, bae, if you don't let me fuck I ain't bring the shit in this cave ain't for nothin', I'ma dump Just waitin' on a nigga to say my name, he gettin' flushed I feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning I don't remember being sober like I don't think 'bout my organs You already know I snuck the dope in, got the Wock' way in Poland Ain't gon' fake it 'til you make it, they gon' hate 'cause you chosen [Verse 2: Luh Tyler] Uh, I told my nigga to stack them bands and I'ma stack 'em up with you I told lil' Yak, "You gotta keep puttin' on for all the young niggas" How the fuck my diamonds flashin'? I ain't takin' no picture My niggas been about that action, the way they ride with them pistols If she ain't tryna let me fuck, I just might try it with her sister They say I should've been a ref', I swear the kid so official Do my thing real quick, then cut her off, I bet she gon' miss me Off that drink, I got her out her drawers, think she a lil' tipsy Got a pocket full of blues on me, them bitches so crispy Yeah, nigga, I swear I ain't been broke in a minute I'm from Florida where we wear Cubans and take trips to the dentist I turned into a boss, can't take a loss 'cause I'm winning [Chorus: Kodak Black] Ain't nothin' like them lame niggas who be going through your stuff Bitch, I ain't gon' trip, it's all the same, bae, if you don't let me fuck I ain't bring the shit in this cave ain't for nothin', I'ma dump Just waitin' on a nigga to say my name, he gettin' flushed I feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning I don't remember being sober like I don't think 'bout my organs You already know I snuck the dope in, got the Wock' way in Poland Ain't gon' fake it 'til you make it, they gon' hate 'cause you chosen [Verse 3: Kodak Black & Luh Tyler] You get that skrilla, nigga, don't blow it, these hoes be goin' already Told Luh Tyler, "Lil' dog, you gotta stack your money like Perry" You better be standin' on your shit when them accounts timed out And I don't give a fuck, you better not ever tell a bitch what you got And I don't give a fuck, you better not ever show your left with your right And I don't give a fuck, you better not ever let 'em play with you twice [Outro: Luh Tyler] Nigga Yeah, ayy Phew, skii