7-Series
Lyrics
Money, fashion, model bitches, and status (Yea)
Smokin exotic for an ounce of this they taxin (They taxin)
Aye, Niggas clout chasing, I'm in the clouds daily
Frequent flyer baby
Sky miles getting sky high catching vibrations (I'm everywhere)
R&B chick hitting vibratos got her gyrating
Off the grid no service undisclosed location
Got a bag and blew it quick
How you expect niggas to act when they get some money when they ain't ever had shit
Got some homies been trapping they whole life no plans to go legit
Who is that pulling stunts in the parking lot, you know is that nigga Rich
Got motivated when I seen my nigga with a presi on his wrist
Y'all niggas liable to fuck something up y'all ain't worth the risk (Not at all)
Ain't really bout no money did all that flexin for a bitch
Feds did a sweep you did it for the gram and lost all that shit
Money, fashion, model bitches, and status
This life is a drug nigga be careful what you asking
Smokin exotic for an ounce of this they taxin
Drunk driving sippin passion
In a 7-Series just gassin
Money, fashion, model bitches, and status
This life is a drug nigga be careful what you asking
Smokin exotic for an ounce of this they taxin
Drunk driving sippin passion
In a 7-Series just gassin
Bout to head to the liquor store real quick
Cop these bottles of cliquot my nigga
Then I'm hopping on the interstate my nigga
Then I'm headed straight to you
Shit
Be on I-24 in a few minutes my nigga
You already know what it is
5 (READ UP)
If you hating on us now hoe
Listen broke nigga you should go and get something
Been thuggin and you know the wrist flooded
Sucker nigga you should go and get something
Me and Qwan Lennon thuggin back to back
And you know we blowing nigga sack for sack
If you rolling j's homie we can match
(Raw cones only) bat for bat
No strings baby we don't get attached
First day I met her I beat it from the back
I'm a Mack nigga Goldie on the track
Homie that's a fact
I keep it gutter, like no others
Mother fuckers wanna hate I tell them niggas shake something
Talking paper baby you should make some
2 up on the dash we can race something
A lot of sucker niggas we ain't safe from em
They be everywhere stay away from em
I been thinking maybe I should say something (let me say something)
Player of the year higher than leer
Got them lawry niggas out of here
2020 year a nigga top tier
Alway we do is ball listen to em cheer
Money, fashion, model bitches, and status
This life is a drug nigga be careful what you asking
Smokin exotic for an ounce of this they taxin
Drunk driving sippin passion
In a 7-Series just gassin (Money)
Writer(s): Robert Hunter
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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