Back to Top

Ayyb - Wrld Lyrics



Ayyb - Wrld Lyrics
Official




Let's get the one for WRLD
Let's get the one for Boyz
Boy go let it rain
Positive vibes is always on my mind
World on drugs it's f*cking sad
Boyz on drugs it's you pretend
Nowadays i be so low
Stuck inside a circle need a dojo
Need to backup of my life i die you take photo
Not for everybody sure
Not like everyone
Not like everyone bro
F*ck the fame i don't need your clout
In New York i milly rock
This shit hiding in my socks
Yeah, compromise
Yeah, circle tight
Yeah, driving fast
If i die would you cry?
Fake smiles i'm so high
Homicide, on the side
Ima kick this beat
Can you believe in my shit
Three two one let's go
A f*ckin' bop
Pushing me to the top
When you talk on my name
Let me pull up the chop chop chop
Destroy your cup
And your song is a flop
When you getting the fame
Let me get off the phone phone phone
Let me get off that phone, pushing me to the top
When you talking on my name
Baby out the park
Shawty i'm the one
S-W-T-B
Let's get the one for WRLD
Let's get the one for Boyz
Boy go let it rain
Positive vibes is always on my mind
World on drugs it's f*cking sad
Boyz on drugs it's you pretend
Nowadays i be so low
Stuck inside a circle need a dojo
Need to backup of my life i die you take photo
Not for everybody sure
Not like everyone
Not like everyone bro
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Let's get the one for WRLD
Let's get the one for Boyz
Boy go let it rain
Positive vibes is always on my mind
World on drugs it's f*cking sad
Boyz on drugs it's you pretend
Nowadays i be so low
Stuck inside a circle need a dojo
Need to backup of my life i die you take photo
Not for everybody sure
Not like everyone
Not like everyone bro
F*ck the fame i don't need your clout
In New York i milly rock
This shit hiding in my socks
Yeah, compromise
Yeah, circle tight
Yeah, driving fast
If i die would you cry?
Fake smiles i'm so high
Homicide, on the side
Ima kick this beat
Can you believe in my shit
Three two one let's go
A f*ckin' bop
Pushing me to the top
When you talk on my name
Let me pull up the chop chop chop
Destroy your cup
And your song is a flop
When you getting the fame
Let me get off the phone phone phone
Let me get off that phone, pushing me to the top
When you talking on my name
Baby out the park
Shawty i'm the one
S-W-T-B
Let's get the one for WRLD
Let's get the one for Boyz
Boy go let it rain
Positive vibes is always on my mind
World on drugs it's f*cking sad
Boyz on drugs it's you pretend
Nowadays i be so low
Stuck inside a circle need a dojo
Need to backup of my life i die you take photo
Not for everybody sure
Not like everyone
Not like everyone bro
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Adrien Boidin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Ayyb



Ayyb - Wrld Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Ayyb
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Adrien Boidin

Tags:
No tags yet