Nose Bleed

Lyrics

[Intro] Feet in the sand, yeah Feet in the sand, yeah Feet in the sand, yeah C'mon, c'mon [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, feet in the sand, yeah (Yeah) Trips to Japan, yeah (Yeah) A-a-all these Xans wit' me We can go up, yeah We can go up, yeah Feed off of envy When we talk 'bout racks, I got plenty We can go up, yeah What, you want go up? (Slatt, slatt) What, you want go up? Yeah What, you want go up? Yeah, let me know [Chorus] Why you try to play like I ain't have it in me? Yeah I get to the chicken, to that play, every season We can go up, yeah We can go up Wе can go up, yeah What, you want go up? (C'mon) [Verse 1] New coupe, I swеar this shit fast, man, I swear this shit faster than last one (Yeah, yeah) That bitch, she was on my roster, but then that ho turned to a pass on Ever since I got poppin', that ho started poppin' my phone, actin' like I'm gon' answer I got personal hoes as my dancers No Desiigner, got broads in Atlanta (C'mon) It's some fuck nigga clickin' up, actin' like bitches, I told my twin, "Ho gon' be hoes" Ask yo' bitch 'bout the time I was fuckin' her so good, I had her bleedin' from her nose I just copped a new AMG inside of Arizona, and LA with the Rolls Put the VS1 diamond whenever I get my picture, it look like I'm diggin' for gold Trackhawk gon' take off fast, yeah 200, my dash, yeah (C'mon, c'mon) I'm tryna roll up this blunt with my ashtray, it's makin' me mad Walk inside of Louis, spent fifteen on fashion, that was yo' last check That bitch, she top five, take her top floor, I'm tryna smash that 600 could see the rackies with the blindfold [Bridge] (Yeah, blindfold, yeah) (600 could see the rackies with the blindfold) (Turn up, turn up, yeah) [Verse 2] Yeah, let's just count these bands, fifteen my fit, goddamn D-D-DJ, run it back, the world up in my hands She a party girl, wan' party on the dance floor P-p-pull up to my crib, what the fuck you got on pants for? I make the new shit dance, woah (Like what?) Copyright my stance (Copyright my stance) I'm 'bout to chop shit, Lamb', ho This shit never end Just hope the G6 jammed on me, don't try that shit again Yeah, don't let 'em inside my brain, woah, I don't follow no trend [Chorus] Why you try to play like I ain't have it in me? Yeah I get to the chicken, to that play, every season We can go up, yeah We can go up We can go up, yeah What, you want go up? [Refrain] Yeah, f-f-feet in the sand, yeah (Hey) T-t-trips to Japan, yeah (Yeah) All these Xans wit' me (No) We can go up, yeah We can go up [Outro] Blindfold Feet in the sand, yeah Trips to Japan, yeah All these Xans wit' me We can go up, yeah We can go up (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)