Pristine
Lyrics
And again
We gon’ win
One to go against
All a sudden everybody tryna make amends
Starting to ascend
She don’t miss
Back to back
Got the city on her back woah
They say she the one who gon’ put us on the map woah
Blessed never stressed
But I got these hoes pressed
Think they only mad
Cause they nigga obsessed
They running up while I’m running a check
They want a problem well I want baguettes
Brand new AP and a bust down Patek
Hop on the bus while I hop on a jet
Really I don’t want my people to stress
Gimme some options I wanna invest
Pay all these loans so I get out this debt
Spend all the bread just to make it again
And again
(and again)
We gon’ win
Thought I told you that I ain’t the one to go against
All a sudden everybody tryna make amends
Guess that only happens when you’re starting to ascend
All of my members is steady getting buckets and it ain’t no way we can lower the score
This for my family back inna city I told all my bruddas to go with the flow
This for my patna that’s stuck inna county who watching and clock and got nowhere to go
Now we get money from different countries and different people we don’t really know
And I’m bout to cap my meter,
Cuz I only come with hits I’m Derek Jeter,
808 kick no fila,
Day to day we just work no time for leisure,
You betta come wit that heat
Cuz me and Soleille on yo top just like a beanie,
She like my sound that’s why she feenin’
Play on me you keep on dreaming, aye
Keep on dreaming
To the top we always reaching
And we come back
Give 'em something to believe in
Preacher preaching
No man teaching
Bridges burning
We ain’t breathing
Guilty verdicts
Open season
Break it down
We fighting wait
I came with the gang gang
You don’t want no drama
Them hollows gon’ sang sang
And it ain’t no thang thang
We pull up and hop out
My bark be on great dane
Have you going insane
I give em the go
And they up in your driveway
No boo we on no games
So talk to me nice
Fore we show you how we bang
Cuz it ain’t thang mane,
I smile at the opp and just let my chain swang,
Nigga we are not playing games
Cuz me and the gang’ll kick in ya door frame,
And then ruin the whole thang,
They put us in chains but we ain’t say no names,
Because we know the code mane,
You vibin’ wit me cuz the way that the flow change
Nigga I’m really cold mane,
How u whip that big body
It just bout take up both lanes
I’m in ATL off hypnotiq
I swear that I be so laid
You ain’t gettin off on nobody
Especially me and Soleille
If it’s up there then it’s okay
You gon’ see me in yo doorway
I got 4 rings
And I keep them knuckles brass on me no gold mane
Wet you up by Glenmont Station
Slide yo block like Soul Train
We on go mane
Peace and love really my forte
In my bag while y’all on ho thangs
4 4 4 and that’s on Bombay
Bih we knucking on your front page
Got you stuck from all this stunting
And I don’t ever cap in my rap
If I tell you it’s on
That’s how I’m coming
They ask how I do it like that
Make the flow go slap
Bust a rhyme at your kufi like brrat
I’m still on attack
So if you ain’t bucking get back
We next up, I put that on slatt
White Oak on my back
And again
We gon’ win
One to go against
All a sudden everybody tryna make amends
Starting to ascend
She don’t miss
Back to back
Got the city on her back woah
They say she the one who gon’ put us on the map woah
Blessed never stressed
But I got these hoes pressed
Think they only mad
Cause they nigga obsessed
They running up while I’m running a check
They want a problem well I want baguettes
Brand new AP and a bust down Patek
Hop on the bus while I hop on a jet
Really I don’t want my people to stress
Gimme some options I wanna invest
Pay all these loans so I get out this debt
Spend all the bread just to make it again
And again
(and again)
We gon’ win
Thought I told you that I ain’t the one to go against
All a sudden everybody tryna make amends
Guess that only happens when you’re starting to ascend
All of my members is steady getting buckets and it ain’t no way we can lower the score
This for my family back inna city I told all my bruddas to go with the flow
This for my patna that’s stuck inna county who watching and clock and got nowhere to go
Now we get money from different countries and different people we don’t really know
And I’m bout to cap my meter,
Cuz I only come with hits I’m Derek Jeter,
808 kick no fila,
Day to day we just work no time for leisure,
You betta come wit that heat
Cuz me and Soleille on yo top just like a beanie,
She like my sound that’s why she feenin’
Play on me you keep on dreaming, aye
Keep on dreaming
To the top we always reaching
And we come back
Give 'em something to believe in
Preacher preaching
No man teaching
Bridges burning
We ain’t breathing
Guilty verdicts
Open season
Break it down
We fighting wait
I came with the gang gang
You don’t want no drama
Them hollows gon’ sang sang
And it ain’t no thang thang
We pull up and hop out
My bark be on great dane
Have you going insane
I give em the go
And they up in your driveway
No boo we on no games
So talk to me nice
Fore we show you how we bang
Cuz it ain’t thang mane,
I smile at the opp and just let my chain swang,
Nigga we are not playing games
Cuz me and the gang’ll kick in ya door frame,
And then ruin the whole thang,
They put us in chains but we ain’t say no names,
Because we know the code mane,
You vibin’ wit me cuz the way that the flow change
Nigga I’m really cold mane,
How u whip that big body
It just bout take up both lanes
I’m in ATL off hypnotiq
I swear that I be so laid
You ain’t gettin off on nobody
Especially me and Soleille
If it’s up there then it’s okay
You gon’ see me in yo doorway
I got 4 rings
And I keep them knuckles brass on me no gold mane
Wet you up by Glenmont Station
Slide yo block like Soul Train
We on go mane
Peace and love really my forte
In my bag while y’all on ho thangs
4 4 4 and that’s on Bombay
Bih we knucking on your front page
Got you stuck from all this stunting
And I don’t ever cap in my rap
If I tell you it’s on
That’s how I’m coming
They ask how I do it like that
Make the flow go slap
Bust a rhyme at your kufi like brrat
I’m still on attack
So if you ain’t bucking get back
We next up, I put that on slatt
White Oak on my back
Writer(s): David Bibbs, Surya-Isis Ndedi
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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