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Izzéo - Aeon! Lyrics



Izzéo - Aeon! Lyrics




You think you active cause you patient
You think you hard because of maintenance
I think she want it, that's why we gon part our ways
I don't even know her name yet
Why she want my title on her, baby
You could do better than that
If we parted ways, I'd do better than you ever could

Not you tryna steal it
Fry him on a skillet,
Did he really run away?
We wasn't even gonna kill him
He can't even ride my wave, hoe I get paid
He don't even know nobody

Come and test me if you wanna
This hoe trippin', I think she gon'
Fly her out, just to hear my songs,
I made her stomach hurt
Bet he don't know no one When I cook up that bitch, stank for real
He don't know nobody Get you bodied if you slaang like us

Hey, we was in the Rari catching miles,
Kiss my f*ckin' dust
Sir, it wouldn't work
So I played it off
Then I made it drop down to the floor, like it's some bombing shit
Like it's on my wrist Yeah, Kobe made a statement

And he ain't know my name
Aye, come get you some money
She f*ck me cause I'm paid,
I think I'm gon' make it somewhere
I can feel it in my guts,
I can tell by the way you look at us, you wanted her
Pink on my chains, bitch

Watch it pop like perc
And if I end up pushin' on him
He gon' feel it in his chest, woah I made my own language
Maybe, them niggas ain't on shit,

You think you active cause you patient
You think you hard because of maintenance
I think she want it, that's why we gon part our ways
I don't even know her name yet
Why she want my title on her, baby
You could do better than that
If we parted ways, I'd do better than you ever could

Not you tryna steal it
Fry him on a skillet,
Did he really run awa-
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You think you active cause you patient
You think you hard because of maintenance
I think she want it, that's why we gon part our ways
I don't even know her name yet
Why she want my title on her, baby
You could do better than that
If we parted ways, I'd do better than you ever could

Not you tryna steal it
Fry him on a skillet,
Did he really run away?
We wasn't even gonna kill him
He can't even ride my wave, hoe I get paid
He don't even know nobody

Come and test me if you wanna
This hoe trippin', I think she gon'
Fly her out, just to hear my songs,
I made her stomach hurt
Bet he don't know no one When I cook up that bitch, stank for real
He don't know nobody Get you bodied if you slaang like us

Hey, we was in the Rari catching miles,
Kiss my f*ckin' dust
Sir, it wouldn't work
So I played it off
Then I made it drop down to the floor, like it's some bombing shit
Like it's on my wrist Yeah, Kobe made a statement

And he ain't know my name
Aye, come get you some money
She f*ck me cause I'm paid,
I think I'm gon' make it somewhere
I can feel it in my guts,
I can tell by the way you look at us, you wanted her
Pink on my chains, bitch

Watch it pop like perc
And if I end up pushin' on him
He gon' feel it in his chest, woah I made my own language
Maybe, them niggas ain't on shit,

You think you active cause you patient
You think you hard because of maintenance
I think she want it, that's why we gon part our ways
I don't even know her name yet
Why she want my title on her, baby
You could do better than that
If we parted ways, I'd do better than you ever could

Not you tryna steal it
Fry him on a skillet,
Did he really run awa-
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Writer: Izzo !
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Performed By: Izzéo
Language: English
Length: 1:57
Written by: Izzo !

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