Marshmello/Southside/Giggs/SAINt JHN
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Giggs:
(Verse)
Roast these niggas up,ghost these problems
Mostly toolied up goons, ghost, and goblins
Now,it’s mostly boujie stuff boasty problems
I know she says she was but no she wasn’t
Yeah, posted hoodied up yeah, Dolce bottoms
Yeah, she looking sweet but lowkey rotten
Yeah, soldiers uzi’d up best know we got them
Yeah, only dudes in touch but lowkey Gotham
He’s in the back, he got the massive glock
Yeah, he’s on the left-side squeezing the macintosh
Hollow mans back, u know that i’m back on top
And everyone eats, and that’s when the rations stop
You sat on da fence , you gettin me tense
Now go get my money, my 20 percent
Big movies over there, best know we shot them
Yeah only dudes in touch.. Plus.....
Saint Jhn:
(Hook)
Nigga we, we been thru all of this before
Cocaine in and drawer
Pistol by the pocket baby ready for the war
Coming from the bottom scratching pockets know we poor
Ten years later same shit just more mature
We been thru all of this before duckin for the war
Hoping that forever come, there’s no end to this the life
But the only life that we saw, pistols in the drawer
Cocaine in the corner pocket hoping that you know we been thru all this before
(Verse)
I do not **** with nobody
I do not have me no friends
I got a gofund me and venmo so if i love you depends
I got a brother that shoots
I am just wiping the prints
I did the math and graph and givin you half aint makin no sense
Im still real and im still screaming brook brook-lyn
Grace savin that good boy
Dope game in my cold-vein sold cocaine in my cookbook
Darkskin and my snowhite, I think its a good look
Picked up where you left off and I gave back what the good took
So call it a nom, next year I’m taking a grammy
Usually, Shaniqua exclusive tonight I’m just thinking about taking an Annie
And they just know I’m the kid, so I’m just taking a nanny
Niggas will back out they pack I’m relaxed out the sack like I’m taking a xanny
Mans on a crusade ting
Niggas will aim at your head and they come for your top on a toupe ting
Bitches will play with your heart just to bobble cause they on a 2k ting
I tell a bad bitch to kick it and push it and skate on a Lupe ting
If it is black and I’m black and I’m black then I’m back on a d’ussee ting
Saint Jhn:
(Hook)
Nigga we, we been thru all of this before
Cocaine in and drawer
Pistol by the pocket baby ready for the war
Coming from the bottom scratching pockets know we poor
Ten years later same shit just more mature
We been thru all of this before duckin for the war
Hoping that forever come, there’s no end to this the life
But the only life that we saw, pistols in the drawer
Cocaine in the corner pocket hoping that you know we been thru all this before