ultrrviolet - 89 Lyrics

To the sky, uh huh
Light that sh- Light that shit, light that shit (Um, yeah)
Light that shit, light that shit, light that shit up
I gotta bill again (Bill again)
Light that shit up there to the sky (To the sky)
Play with me, you not that guy (Not that guy)
Play with me and you gon' die, yeah yeah
Uh, you gon' die yeah
And you might die yeah
Uh, we make 'em fly, yeah
(We make em fly)
My bro of a xan', lean and he might fall lil' bitch
I feel like the man, I feel like they following
Yeah, and the oppo' ran, yeah we had 'em hollering
And yeah if I flex, my bad, didn't even mean to hurt you like that
Yeah, my bro on go, and we got some shit that make you nap
I was like thirteen, I was swiping this and swiping that
I played your shit, had to turn it right back off 'cause that shit ass
When this shit blow, he not gon' notice he just gon' get back
Pass a hoe, to me it's football, I'm not running back
I know a coach that I can call and make you run a lap
I hung up on that hoe, like "Bitch I gotta call Runna back"
We way too fresh, my shoes got ticks, told bro don't leave the TAC
Yeah this forreal the life we live baby, come check the tag
My shit original, a lot of their shit second hand
I gotta keep it cold, a lot of this shit, they can't stand
I learned to get there by myself, I don't need no helping hand
I know you stole that flow a lot bro, now just give it back
This shit for life, I cut my hands and drew a pentagram
I rolled the dice, I took a risk, I took a fucking chance
I told my bro to spin and spin and spin like ceiling fans
Had that box cutter on me, to me it's a weapon man
I talk to her act like I care, act like I give a damn
I talk to you then I pour up, my cup on Killa Cam
And I told her that this my planet, bitch I'm Gilligan
(Yeah, Uh)
I gotta bill again (Bill again)
Light that shit up there to the sky (To the sky)
Play with me, you not that guy (Not that guy)
Play with me and you gon' die, yeah yeah
Uh, you gon' die yeah
And you might die yeah
Uh, we make 'em fly, yeah (To the sky)

To the sky, uh huh
Light that sh- Light that shit, light that shit (Um, yeah)
Light that shit, light that shit, light that shit up
I gotta bill again (Bill again)
Light that shit up there to the sky (To the sky)
Play with me, you not that guy (Not that guy)
Play with me and you gon' die, yeah yeah
Uh, you gon' die yeah
And you might die yeah
Uh, we make 'em fly, yeah
(We make em fly)
My bro of a xan', lean and he might fall lil' bitch
I feel like the man, I feel like they following
Yeah, and the oppo' ran, yeah we had 'em hollering
And yeah if I flex, my bad, didn't even mean to hurt you like that
Yeah, my bro on go, and we got some shit that make you nap
I was like thirteen, I was swiping this and swiping that
I played your shit, had to turn it right back off 'cause that shit ass
When this shit blow, he not gon' notice he just gon' get back
Pass a hoe, to me it's football, I'm not running back
I know a coach that I can call and make you run a lap
I hung up on that hoe, like "Bitch I gotta call Runna back"
We way too fresh, my shoes got ticks, told bro don't leave the TAC
Yeah this forreal the life we live baby, come check the tag
My shit original, a lot of their shit second hand
I gotta keep it cold, a lot of this shit, they can't stand
I learned to get there by myself, I don't need no helping hand
I know you stole that flow a lot bro, now just give it back
This shit for life, I cut my hands and drew a pentagram
I rolled the dice, I took a risk, I took a fucking chance
I told my bro to spin and spin and spin like ceiling fans
Had that box cutter on me, to me it's a weapon man
I talk to her act like I care, act like I give a damn
I talk to you then I pour up, my cup on Killa Cam
And I told her that this my planet, bitch I'm Gilligan
(Yeah, Uh)
I gotta bill again (Bill again)
Light that shit up there to the sky (To the sky)
Play with me, you not that guy (Not that guy)
Play with me and you gon' die, yeah yeah
Uh, you gon' die yeah
And you might die yeah
Uh, we make 'em fly, yeah (To the sky)