Song | 36 Oz |
Artist | Skeme |
Album | Ingleworld 2 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirty-six O's out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain't got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don't deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain't no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain't no way to rehearse this | |
You play 'round with mine, I f*ck around and get you murked | |
B*tch | |
Helicopters flying 'round my house, like f*ck 'em | |
You know that 12 stay investigating, I don't trust 'em | |
You done drove a long way, only sold you one A | |
If you talking gun play, n*ggas got that one way | |
Take it to get stuck in traffic, I pull out then pass it, we driving them hearses | |
And your homies been wearing your t-sh*rt to practice speaking them verses | |
We do this for real, I ain't got time to see no bird b*tch | |
I just pop a pill, this codeine got a n*gga swerving | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirty-six O's out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain't got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don't deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain't no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain't no way to rehearse this | |
You play 'round with mine, I f*ck around and get you murked | |
B*tch | |
I used to flip them things and get that change up out 'em | |
Young n*gga done got that change but ain't sh*t changed about him | |
I put my neck down on the line, got twenty chains around it | |
You ain't talking 'bout no money, we don't hear about it | |
Tell all your n*ggas we don't need the convo, I'mma have twenty hoes twerk at the condo | |
I been riding since the summer of '87, crazy thing, I wasn't born 'til the ‘9 0 | |
All of them years we was broke what I shine for, got me separating zeros like grind for | |
I break a nine out the motherf*cking brick with my eyes closed | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirty-six O's out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain't got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don't deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain't no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain't no way to rehearse this | |
You play 'round with mine, I f*ck around and get you murked | |
B*tch | |
Snitches get st*tches, I feel like you n*ggas some f*kes and some b*tches | |
These n*ggas will tell on they partners, just hoping the judge give a break on the sentence | |
Hand on the wheel, I just handle my business and I wish dollar bill was living a witness | |
The way this lil n*gga done round up them digits, man I got that gift like it came with ribbon | |
I tell these liberty b*tches that I ain't switching ‘less we talking 'bout switching positions | |
I turn the wood to the world for my n*ggas, I hope that sh*t did make a difference | |
They dodge a homie cause of codeine I'm sipping, these glasses, homie, gave me Cartier vision | |
They hating on me, faking on me, but still I ain't tripping | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirty-six O's out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain't got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don't deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain't no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain't no way to rehearse this | |
You play 'round with mine, I f*ck around and get you murked | |
B*tch |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirtysix O' s out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain' t got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don' t deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain' t no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain' t no way to rehearse this | |
You play ' round with mine, I f ck around and get you murked | |
B tch | |
Helicopters flying ' round my house, like f ck ' em | |
You know that 12 stay investigating, I don' t trust ' em | |
You done drove a long way, only sold you one A | |
If you talking gun play, n ggas got that one way | |
Take it to get stuck in traffic, I pull out then pass it, we driving them hearses | |
And your homies been wearing your tsh rt to practice speaking them verses | |
We do this for real, I ain' t got time to see no bird b tch | |
I just pop a pill, this codeine got a n gga swerving | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirtysix O' s out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain' t got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don' t deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain' t no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain' t no way to rehearse this | |
You play ' round with mine, I f ck around and get you murked | |
B tch | |
I used to flip them things and get that change up out ' em | |
Young n gga done got that change but ain' t sh t changed about him | |
I put my neck down on the line, got twenty chains around it | |
You ain' t talking ' bout no money, we don' t hear about it | |
Tell all your n ggas we don' t need the convo, I' mma have twenty hoes twerk at the condo | |
I been riding since the summer of ' 87, crazy thing, I wasn' t born ' til the ' 9 0 | |
All of them years we was broke what I shine for, got me separating zeros like grind for | |
I break a nine out the motherf cking brick with my eyes closed | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirtysix O' s out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain' t got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don' t deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain' t no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain' t no way to rehearse this | |
You play ' round with mine, I f ck around and get you murked | |
B tch | |
Snitches get st tches, I feel like you n ggas some f kes and some b tches | |
These n ggas will tell on they partners, just hoping the judge give a break on the sentence | |
Hand on the wheel, I just handle my business and I wish dollar bill was living a witness | |
The way this lil n gga done round up them digits, man I got that gift like it came with ribbon | |
I tell these liberty b tches that I ain' t switching ' less we talking ' bout switching positions | |
I turn the wood to the world for my n ggas, I hope that sh t did make a difference | |
They dodge a homie cause of codeine I' m sipping, these glasses, homie, gave me Cartier vision | |
They hating on me, faking on me, but still I ain' t tripping | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirtysix O' s out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain' t got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don' t deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain' t no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain' t no way to rehearse this | |
You play ' round with mine, I f ck around and get you murked | |
B tch |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirtysix O' s out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain' t got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don' t deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain' t no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain' t no way to rehearse this | |
You play ' round with mine, I f ck around and get you murked | |
B tch | |
Helicopters flying ' round my house, like f ck ' em | |
You know that 12 stay investigating, I don' t trust ' em | |
You done drove a long way, only sold you one A | |
If you talking gun play, n ggas got that one way | |
Take it to get stuck in traffic, I pull out then pass it, we driving them hearses | |
And your homies been wearing your tsh rt to practice speaking them verses | |
We do this for real, I ain' t got time to see no bird b tch | |
I just pop a pill, this codeine got a n gga swerving | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirtysix O' s out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain' t got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don' t deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain' t no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain' t no way to rehearse this | |
You play ' round with mine, I f ck around and get you murked | |
B tch | |
I used to flip them things and get that change up out ' em | |
Young n gga done got that change but ain' t sh t changed about him | |
I put my neck down on the line, got twenty chains around it | |
You ain' t talking ' bout no money, we don' t hear about it | |
Tell all your n ggas we don' t need the convo, I' mma have twenty hoes twerk at the condo | |
I been riding since the summer of ' 87, crazy thing, I wasn' t born ' til the ' 9 0 | |
All of them years we was broke what I shine for, got me separating zeros like grind for | |
I break a nine out the motherf cking brick with my eyes closed | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirtysix O' s out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain' t got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don' t deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain' t no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain' t no way to rehearse this | |
You play ' round with mine, I f ck around and get you murked | |
B tch | |
Snitches get st tches, I feel like you n ggas some f kes and some b tches | |
These n ggas will tell on they partners, just hoping the judge give a break on the sentence | |
Hand on the wheel, I just handle my business and I wish dollar bill was living a witness | |
The way this lil n gga done round up them digits, man I got that gift like it came with ribbon | |
I tell these liberty b tches that I ain' t switching ' less we talking ' bout switching positions | |
I turn the wood to the world for my n ggas, I hope that sh t did make a difference | |
They dodge a homie cause of codeine I' m sipping, these glasses, homie, gave me Cartier vision | |
They hating on me, faking on me, but still I ain' t tripping | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Now I need all thirtysix O' s out the whole thing | |
My watch be telling me I ain' t got time to play with hoes, man | |
All I ever wanted was some Jordans and a gold chain | |
Wake up in the morning feeling like we don' t deserve this | |
Once we get it started, ain' t no way you could reverse this | |
We do this for real, it ain' t no way to rehearse this | |
You play ' round with mine, I f ck around and get you murked | |
B tch |