letra de lavish - quille x stone em
you better have quille do it!
(chorus)-quille
i be on the star like this sh-t lavish
come thru with my steppas tryna damage yuh
walk in, draco sittin’ on tha mantle
we want all the smoke that we can manage uh
told my nephew “boy you gotta pull yo pants up”
got into it now he walkin’ wit his hand gun now
breakin’ the rules, they can’t stand us
7.62’s get thru to yo crown
(v1)-stone em
chillin’ cuz i’m i-c-y
hatin’ on me, i see why
facecard good security need to see my id why?
we leavin’ early. had fun still gotta find them guys
i heard somebody say they seen’em chillin’ out on i-drive
pay me in advance, thats how you pay me on time
you bеtta pay stone em in full or should have paid him no mind
cuz if you play round with dem coins, dеn we gone play wit that iron
draco might be looking for a good time
i… had to regulate a mill, whip the formula
she say she ain’t ready for a gangsta, ima g i had to warren her
even tried phone ya, and you stay around tha corner
f-ck wit me wrong, and meet the west orlando coroner
you goin up
(chorus)-quille
i be on the star like this sh-t lavish
come thru with my steppas tryna damage yuh
walk in, draco sittin’ on tha mantle
we want all the smoke that we can manage uh
told my nephew “boy you gotta pull yo pants up”
got into it now he walkin’ wit his hand gun now
breakin’ the rules, they can’t stand us
7.62’s get thru to yo crown
(v2)- stone em
like an x-ray get to scannin’ ya
i’m bout it i ain’t scammin’ ya
shoot higher than ya scapula
stone em is no amateur
yo scalp gone need a scalpel just to fix up how i damage ya
two girls on my d-ck, one of ’em thick, one of ’em had enough
ferrari make ’em saddle up
i’m high ain’t need no ladder up
got panama on calendar, so we don’t need no manager
i’m turnt up to tha maximum, i walk thru for tha cameras
and now it’s time to add it up, dat money look like grandmama
ski fit like a beanie boy, you that ima beanie-boy
cc’s on my frame, therefore i know you wanna see tha boy
i am not a city boy, pop out like a titty boy
two chains hang, sw-ng, free da f-ckin’ gang
(chorus)-quille
i be on the star like this sh-t lavish
come thru with my steppas tryna damage yuh
walk in, draco sittin’ on tha mantle
we want all the smoke that we can manage uh
told my nephew “boy you gotta pull yo pants up”
got into it now he walkin’ wit his hand gun now
breakin’ the rules, they can’t stand us
7.62’s get thru to yo crown
(bridge)-stone em
chillin’ cuz i’m i-c-y
hatin’ on me, i see why
facecard good security need to see my id why?
we leavin’ early. had fun still gotta find them guys
i heard somebody say they seen’em chillin’ out on i-drive
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