Instagram or Snapchat 4.0 (feat. OFL Lu)

Pray On

Busway Kings.wav

I swear that you give me insomnia 
Gonna need someone to bond me out
Know I’m the goat mitochondria 
And i’ll call up a bitch to come top me off 
And we noddin off in the studio 
Hop in the booth let the truth be told 
Drip out my pieces with all the gold 
Cant roll up cuz it all got sold 

I swear that you give me insomnia 
Gonna need someone to bond me out
Know I’m the goat mitochondria 
and i’ll call up a bitch to come top me off 
And we noddin off in the studio 
Hop in the booth let the truth be told 
Drip out my pieces with all the gold 
Cant roll up cuz it all got sold 

Talk to the rats we unspoken bitch 
Snakes in the grass cut em open pit
I’m chasin these thousands I’m focused shit
And the pack disappear hocus pocus bitch
Pussy nigga don’t act like you know us
Just come and  pull up to pay Whatchu owe us 
Gotta watch out for who you keepin closest 
Only trust in myself and now i know this 
Flow on the beat man I feel like a poet 
Wit davey on beats ain’t no where we not goin 
Snappin again and the haters they bogus 
You stay the mid and I stay with the potent 
I’m rolling up woods and you rolling up ducks 
Words out to Scooter not giving no fucks 
Cracking the seal on the pack of the runtz 
I only smoke joints I don’t mean to be blunt 
We pull up in rolls I ain’t een tryna stunt 
I’m sending my niggas that’s out on a hunt 
I tell her don’t come back if you bringing none 
That’s to the table I’m stacking my funds 
Up in the club wit a whole stack of ones 
Show out wit my team I spread nothing but love, but 

I swear that you give me insomnia 
Gonna need someone to bond me out
Know I’m the goat mitochondria 
and i’ll call up a bitch to come top me off 
And we noddin off in the studio 
Hop in the booth let the truth be told 
 Drip out my pieces with all the gold 
Cant roll up cuz it all got sold 

Cant roll up cuz it all got sold
I dont really wanna look at my phone
  
I swear that you gimme anxiety 
Running away from sobriety 
Don’t really know why you try with me 
Unfinished puzzle can’t find the piece 
Say that you love me then lie to me 
Roll a wood and get high with me
Different from all of these guys you see 
Tell me just who you are tryna be (Bitch) 
 
Hop out the back out the cut and I’m faded 
New favorite rapper on all of ya playlists 
Act like a snitch ya you act like a plaintiff 
Revenge on my body these bitches flirtatious 
Balenciaga triple S on the pavement 
Bitch i'm making all the fire like a caveman
I got polo horses on me they racin'
I got insomnia, stuck in he basement

I swear that you give me insomnia 
Gonna need someone to bond me out
Know I’m the goat mitochondria and I’ll 
Call up a bitch to come top me off 
And we noddin off in the studio 
Hop in the booth let the truth be told 
Drip out my pieces with all the gold 
Cant roll up cuz it all got sold

Private School

Davey Not David

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