Zay Honchø - Lanvin Kicks (feat. Joey Don) Lyrics

Yeah
Uh-uh
She know a n***a poppin', so she all up on my dick Had my number since last year, but she ain't use it, now she sick
I get bored and take a trip, I grab the wok and then I sip Tell baby T I leave it alone, cause she wanna have some kids
Back in the day was makin' flips, or you would call me for a zip Real recognize real, and I'm not knowin' who you is
Double cup, it got a fizz, and my teeth look like some piss Boy don't never wanna take no risks, that's why you can't keep up your chips
Dude's so grown, he cuttin' his wrist
Made so many plays to get my bag up When I count my cheese, I ain't playin' no games, you better back up
And I be real tough, I get real mad, and I go to act up Bitch, I aint arguin with you, I get too mad, I'll set your dad up
I'm younger than you, you askin' me for plays? That shit, just sad, bruh
If I ain't coppin' from my brother, I ain't coppin' from y'all, cause yall sell mad dust
Polo hoodie with Lavin kicks
You ain't know them prices add up
I fell in love with numbers love to see the money stack up
Nigga, don't come close, I might just back it out, boy, back up
I be havin' that shit on me, boy, I keep that strap tucked
Call up my big brother, yeah, you know he keep that Mack huh
Niggas talkin' crazy on me, boy, you better
Look, cut the chit-chat
You be talkin' on my name, but never got your lick back
Always talkin' bout you, send a hit, but boy, I hit back
You be talkin' bout you, hit me, boy, but you ain't hit that
Sendin' shots out, sendin' Glocks out
You know my niggas in the cut, ready to pop out
I be goin' major, goin' crazy, never shop out
I be goin' crazy, goin' insane, I never
Yeah, bitch, I never pop out, because I always keep a strap
I can never get into the club, because they searchin' that