Lilsaka - Akuma Haze Lyrics

Yeah
Aye
Spendin' money on the runaway
Get a phone never stop
Yeah that bitch, she sucking on my cock
On my waist line issa glock
On my wrist a f*cking clock
And while im spendin' all this money bitch im rocking Louis Vuitton
Yeah
Gotta go clean to school bad lil' bitch on my dick, yeah my drip makes her drool
Make her drool
I aint tryna sound like a fool but yall laughing yall better cool
Better cool damn
Maison Margiela my bitch she Bella,
Imma steal yo' f*ckin' girl 'cus im not a good fella
Spendin' on Margela
I can sing to you acapella
Im a seller
Jesus Christ
Give me strength not the vice
My advice
Put that shit below the price
Yeah your shit be soundin' nice
Put a shit ton of your ice
Eat the pussy just like rice
And the you tell me if im not wise
Godamn
Ok yeah
I don't play
Eat the hoe like its Chik Fil - A
Dream's to be on Lyrical Lemonade
If you dont see me, and you don't trust me we going to see that day
We gon' see yeah
Ok
Ok
Yes sir
I aint playing, I aint playing im just saying
I aint playin'
Super beat
Super moan
Super Sayan
Super Sayan, Super sayan yeah yeah
On the phone like, left a bitch on the phone right
These bitches want some, she said Im mothe' mothe' mothe' f*ckin' handsome
Said I don't want some, said I don't need a gun
Said I could beat your f*cking ass while I am chewing gum!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Spendin' money on the runaway
Get a phone never stop
Yeah that bitch, she sucking on my cock
On my waist line issa glock
On my wrist a f*cking clock
And while im spendin' all this money bitch im rocking Louis Vuitton
Yeah
Gotta go clean to school bad lil' bitch on my dick, yeah my drip makes her drool
Make her drool
I aint tryna sound like a fool but yall laughing yall better cool
Better cool damn
See the money and the pain
See these bitches in the rain
Pretty face with the chain
Lot a thoughts in my brain
Wait remember I can't remember uh, my name
Lil what
LilSaka he the greatest in the game
Yeah I go hard
I don't even hesitate, gotta shit ton of potential rather die than be a waste
I can spit bars
Drift cars
Trade my mother f*cking licked darts
Rockstars
I aint playin'
Again
Why the f*ck would I do a play on the clan?
Oh f*ck, damn
These bicthes know me
I aint tryna phone me with a bitch that don't know me
Said
(Young boy, from Mexico
Had a lot of dreams bitch he has to go
He the chosen one cant keep on the low low
Gotta be be flexin' on these hoes)
Spendin' money on the runaway
Get a phone never stop
Yeah that bitch, she sucking on my cock
On my waist line issa glock
On my wrist a f*cking clock
And while im spendin' all this money bitch im rocking Louis Vuitton
Yeah
Gotta go clean to school bad lil' bitch on my dick, yeah my drip makes her drool
Make her drool
I aint tryna sound like a fool but yall laughing yall better cool
Better cool damn