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Progression Video (MV)




Performed By: Alaska
Language: English
Length: 1:43
Written by: Ian Coffie




Alaska - Progression Lyrics
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F*ck that boy up, Now he dead
Spazz up on that bitch on dead
Black tone all up on my bed
Ten her clothes, Ten on red
Wake up and I make my bread
Muzzle, yeah, reduce the spread
Make it back on time, you can't tell me shit, yeah
You talkin' bout money, but you broke up in the crib
We got racks, racks, racks up all up in the crib
But bitch be flyin' overseas, yeah bitch be flyin' everywhere
I'm busy, blacked out denim
Spend money on clothes, I catch em
New fabric for collection
Vampire, but I see reflection
Big bags in my possession
Proceed with mission, make it
Can't lose all that progression
Bout it, Not bout it, you not
We bout this shit and you not
For the way I dress, it's too hot
F*ck around, you might get caught
How much money is a lot
Stick around for the damn plot
Why these hoes actin' like thots
These niggas know bout the spot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Make it back on time, you can't tell me shit, yeah
You talkin' bout money, but you broke up in the crib
We got racks, racks, racks up all up in the crib
But bitch be flyin' overseas, yeah bitch be flyin' everywhere
I'm busy, blacked out denim
Spend money on clothes, I catch em
New fabric for collection
Vampire, but I see reflection
Big bags in my possession
Proceed with mission, make it
Can't lose all that progression
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English

F*ck that boy up, Now he dead
Spazz up on that bitch on dead
Black tone all up on my bed
Ten her clothes, Ten on red
Wake up and I make my bread
Muzzle, yeah, reduce the spread
Make it back on time, you can't tell me shit, yeah
You talkin' bout money, but you broke up in the crib
We got racks, racks, racks up all up in the crib
But bitch be flyin' overseas, yeah bitch be flyin' everywhere
I'm busy, blacked out denim
Spend money on clothes, I catch em
New fabric for collection
Vampire, but I see reflection
Big bags in my possession
Proceed with mission, make it
Can't lose all that progression
Bout it, Not bout it, you not
We bout this shit and you not
For the way I dress, it's too hot
F*ck around, you might get caught
How much money is a lot
Stick around for the damn plot
Why these hoes actin' like thots
These niggas know bout the spot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Make it back on time, you can't tell me shit, yeah
You talkin' bout money, but you broke up in the crib
We got racks, racks, racks up all up in the crib
But bitch be flyin' overseas, yeah bitch be flyin' everywhere
I'm busy, blacked out denim
Spend money on clothes, I catch em
New fabric for collection
Vampire, but I see reflection
Big bags in my possession
Proceed with mission, make it
Can't lose all that progression
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Writer: Ian Coffie
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