- iann dior Prospect 歌詞
- Lil Baby iann dior
- Whoa whoa whoa
Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here
Whoa whoa whoa
Ay kbeaxy you fired up
Yeah
Nowadays I get what I want
Lately been spending a bag
Addicted to getting that cash
Addicted to popping them tags
Money was made for the sad
Now my ex b***h calling back
Saw me come up out the random
Didn't wait long now that b***h throwing tantrums
Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame
In my DMs talkin' 'bout hey handsome
I know that they hate me and want me for ransom
It's nothing new I won't give in to that
I eat the hate up and spit it right back
My lyrics like bullets I'm shooting your a*s
Women come and go with the cash
You gon' learn and learn that s**t fast
They gon' fold fold under act
I get my medicine straight out the bag
I'm a prospect not from earth
I feel like a martian matter
Fact b***h I came from a starship
My bed feel like a coffin
Not waking up if I run into opps I'ma off 'em
I don't know if you think that
You stoppin' what I got goin' on
Got a semi with auto on
This ain't no autocorrect
B***h it's a threat
Now I'm coming at your neck
N***as act cute like a pet
Soft like a pop tart
Act like they got no heart
Y'all be the ones that's pretending
Insecurities they always offended
Mad about a b***h I already been in
That b***h for everybody we ain't spoke in a minute
N***a's still in the picture and I'm still leaving with her
It ain't nothing I'm a rebel
I can't conform I ain't falling back no
She need more she got too attached huh
Addicted to me like I'm on one
Three thousand for that new Rick Owen
Walk around look like a mummy
Psychedelics hurt my tummy
Swipe swipe I'ma get it all
Yeah
Nowadays I get what I want
Lately been spending a bag
Addicted to getting that cash
Addicted to popping them tags
Money was made for the sad
Now my ex b***h calling back
Saw me come up out the random
Didn't wait long now that b***h throwing tantrums
Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame
In my DMs talkin' 'bout hey handsome
I know that they hate me and want me for ransom
It's nothing new I won't give in to that
I eat the hate up and spit it right back
My lyrics like bullets I'm shooting your a*s
Women come and go with the cash
You gon' learn and learn that s**t fast
They gon' fold fold under act
I get my medicine straight out the bag
Brand new Corvette come through smashing the gas
They made me mad now I'm back in my bag
I hope my main and my side never crash
Wide body 'Cat tryna dodge my past
We catch that boy then we robbing his a*s
It's the principle I don't need the cash
Expensive b***hes half a million on lashes
I could kick it but I don't like to brag
Ho they done made me mad I'm 'bout to turn up
I got my Glizzy wish a n***a run up
You can come get your b***h 'cause I don't want her
I ran my millions up from out the corner
I'm the one out here doing what I wanna
My lil' bro ran it up off marijuana
Grind in the winter turn up in the summer
Trackhawk with sport I press it then I launch it
I'm thanking God ain't no more free lunches
Got suspended me and Greeny huncho
House up on a hill I used to want it
Now I got it I don't even stay there
I get even I don't play fair
Probably spend me a million on haters
On they talk make 'em drop
And I don't give a f**k 'bout no cost
Nowadays I get what I want
Lately been spending a bag
Addicted to getting that cash
Addicted to popping them tags
Money was made for the sad
Now my ex b***h calling back
Saw me come up out the random
Didn't wait long now that b***h throwing tantrums
Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame
In my DMs talkin' 'bout hey handsome
I know that they hate me and want me for ransom
It's nothing new I won't give in to that
I eat the hate up and spit it right back
My lyrics like bullets I'm shooting your a*s
Women come and go with the cash
You gon' learn and learn that s**t fast
They gon' fold fold under act
I get my medicine straight out the bag
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