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Karl Daniel - serenade (part. v)[feat. SunDé] Lyrics



Karl Daniel - serenade (part. v)[feat. SunDé] Lyrics




Use me to get higher
To get higher
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wrist on chrome
With my woes don't hit my phone
Split your dome in a coupe it got two doors
I don't care if you pull up with your gang
I got clips yeah my glockee it go bang
Wrist on chrome
With my woes don't hit my phone
Split your dome in a coupe it got two doors
I don't care if you pull up with your gang
I got clips yeah my glockee it go bang

Me and SunDé hit that lick if you wanna (If you wanna)
I might pour a little lean if she-
Oh yeah she like it
Oh yeah she like it
Ice yeah it's biting
Took me too far
Hop out the foreign
Took a young nigga to tell me what it is
How you wanna sign my forum
All my homies had the zip out
Now you know to download my torrent yeah
And you know how I be yeah
Yeah
I had to get the bag for all my niggas
You know I'll get back I'm a killer
Rapture still coming don't you get it twisted
I know that I get it I get it I do
Underage coming yeah you know the crew
Franco I love you you know that I do
Tempo you know that we coming right through
You know my niggas they back in it
Yes I admit
Yeah I admit
Yeah yeah get it
Yeah I ain't tell her-
Yeah yeah she like it
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah
I had to do this shit all by myself
Cause I had to go get it, go get it my nigga
My momma won't die without help
Cause she thought the music was gaming my nigga
You niggas playing; I pick up the belt
I had to go down by myself
You niggas ain't never wish me no success
I guess that's why I'm getting all this success
Down for my niggas and nobody else
I had the bag tatted when you here
You know my shots shoot you when you dip
All of you niggas you might just get killed
I had to park up the fourth in the back
Cause I am way more than just getting the bag
You misinformed
My momma done told me
Boy you got way more than just getting the bag

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wrist on chrome
With my woes don't hit my phone
Split your dome in a coupe it got two doors
I don't care if you pull up with your gang
I got clips yeah my glockee it go bang
Wrist on chrome
With my woes don't hit my phone
Split your dome in a coupe it got two doors
I don't care if you pull up with your gang
I got clips yeah my glockee it go bang
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Use me to get higher
To get higher
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wrist on chrome
With my woes don't hit my phone
Split your dome in a coupe it got two doors
I don't care if you pull up with your gang
I got clips yeah my glockee it go bang
Wrist on chrome
With my woes don't hit my phone
Split your dome in a coupe it got two doors
I don't care if you pull up with your gang
I got clips yeah my glockee it go bang

Me and SunDé hit that lick if you wanna (If you wanna)
I might pour a little lean if she-
Oh yeah she like it
Oh yeah she like it
Ice yeah it's biting
Took me too far
Hop out the foreign
Took a young nigga to tell me what it is
How you wanna sign my forum
All my homies had the zip out
Now you know to download my torrent yeah
And you know how I be yeah
Yeah
I had to get the bag for all my niggas
You know I'll get back I'm a killer
Rapture still coming don't you get it twisted
I know that I get it I get it I do
Underage coming yeah you know the crew
Franco I love you you know that I do
Tempo you know that we coming right through
You know my niggas they back in it
Yes I admit
Yeah I admit
Yeah yeah get it
Yeah I ain't tell her-
Yeah yeah she like it
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah
I had to do this shit all by myself
Cause I had to go get it, go get it my nigga
My momma won't die without help
Cause she thought the music was gaming my nigga
You niggas playing; I pick up the belt
I had to go down by myself
You niggas ain't never wish me no success
I guess that's why I'm getting all this success
Down for my niggas and nobody else
I had the bag tatted when you here
You know my shots shoot you when you dip
All of you niggas you might just get killed
I had to park up the fourth in the back
Cause I am way more than just getting the bag
You misinformed
My momma done told me
Boy you got way more than just getting the bag

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wrist on chrome
With my woes don't hit my phone
Split your dome in a coupe it got two doors
I don't care if you pull up with your gang
I got clips yeah my glockee it go bang
Wrist on chrome
With my woes don't hit my phone
Split your dome in a coupe it got two doors
I don't care if you pull up with your gang
I got clips yeah my glockee it go bang
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