4K
[Intro]
(Avantegardian)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
(Zaan)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, let's go
[Hook]
I had to go back to my old ways
I had to remember the old days
N***as fake [?]
And I got some designer on me, my jeans is Dior or Balmain
And I just left this bitch heart in pieces, I remember piecin’ up chipotle
And I got two Glocks on my waist, yeah I shoot from, they look like Ginobli
And most of my n***as is banging, yeah I'm in the spot with some 4-treys
And all the big dogs in thе cage, to them yellin' out free all thе homies
Imma pray for the n***a that play me, gon’ do a homicide in 4K
[Verse]
Wait, woah
Wait, woah
I'm rockin' da finest, I'm tryna get higher, I'm smokin on exotic dope
My bitch too fly and fine, lil n***a I'm fuckin' on exotic hoes
I came from Lagos, Nigeria, my bitch keep sayin I'm straight off the boat
He talkin’ dat shit, but I ain’t hearin' him, boy yo lil money too slow
I can’t take these lil bitches serious, most of you look like some jokes
I just had my lil Ricky tearin up', so I just bought a lil more
And I just had my lil baby tearin' up, I bought her Comme des Garçons
[Hook]
Yeah, yeah
I had to go back to my old ways
I had to remember the old days
N***as fake [?]
And I got some designer on me, my jeans is Dior or Balmain
I just left this bitch heart in pieces, I remember piecin' up chipotle
And I got two Glocks on my waist, yeah I shoot from, they look like Ginobli
And most of my n***as gangbang, yeah I’m in the spot with some 4-treys
And most of these n***as can't hang, these n***as cannot be my homies
Lets pray that n***a don't reach for my chain, that n***a get shot up in 4K
(Avantegardian)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
(Zaan)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, yeah (wait)
Yeah, let's go
[Hook]
I had to go back to my old ways
I had to remember the old days
N***as fake [?]
And I got some designer on me, my jeans is Dior or Balmain
And I just left this bitch heart in pieces, I remember piecin’ up chipotle
And I got two Glocks on my waist, yeah I shoot from, they look like Ginobli
And most of my n***as is banging, yeah I'm in the spot with some 4-treys
And all the big dogs in thе cage, to them yellin' out free all thе homies
Imma pray for the n***a that play me, gon’ do a homicide in 4K
[Verse]
Wait, woah
Wait, woah
I'm rockin' da finest, I'm tryna get higher, I'm smokin on exotic dope
My bitch too fly and fine, lil n***a I'm fuckin' on exotic hoes
I came from Lagos, Nigeria, my bitch keep sayin I'm straight off the boat
He talkin’ dat shit, but I ain’t hearin' him, boy yo lil money too slow
I can’t take these lil bitches serious, most of you look like some jokes
I just had my lil Ricky tearin up', so I just bought a lil more
And I just had my lil baby tearin' up, I bought her Comme des Garçons
[Hook]
Yeah, yeah
I had to go back to my old ways
I had to remember the old days
N***as fake [?]
And I got some designer on me, my jeans is Dior or Balmain
I just left this bitch heart in pieces, I remember piecin' up chipotle
And I got two Glocks on my waist, yeah I shoot from, they look like Ginobli
And most of my n***as gangbang, yeah I’m in the spot with some 4-treys
And most of these n***as can't hang, these n***as cannot be my homies
Lets pray that n***a don't reach for my chain, that n***a get shot up in 4K