Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Visionary, artist - G Herbo. Album song Still Swervin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Machine Entertainment Group
Song language: English
Visionary |
I’m a millionaire |
And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary |
Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary |
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary |
I wasn’t never scare (ooh) |
I wasn’t never worried |
I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry |
Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary |
Had a curse reversed it |
Hit the booth it’s an emergency |
I got a verse for 30 |
Now here I go off perc |
Nigga what’s the controversy |
Probably would’ve been your daddy had the condom burst |
But don’t mention my fuckin name I don’t want that drama emergin' |
While yall niggas on it I’ll text everybody where your house at and tell them |
to purge it |
One day imma buy my bitch a berkin |
I gotta stay on my grind, shit I gotta stay workin |
There’s at least a dub calling all my line, because your bitch is twerkin |
What you want a Turkey? |
Your tryna get this shit and ain’t loyal than this |
Fuck you want, some mercy? |
What you on a percy? |
And you say those 15s ain’t doing nothing for you, what you on a 30 |
You got that gold on and you got souls gonna go, fuck you think you Xerxes |
Ain’t no submitting it if you want my spot bitch gotta murk me |
I’m a millionaire |
And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary |
Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary |
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary |
I wasn’t never scare (ooh) |
I wasn’t never worried |
I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry |
Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary |
Had a curse reversed it |
Hit the booth it’s an emergency |
I got a verse for 30 |
I’m in the booth knock that out |
I got a verse for 30 |
Still keep a perc or something in my lil pocket I pop case of emergencies |
And it get held I pull out this little rocket |
Clock in the sizzock knock your little shit outta it |
Play in the street tryna get every bit out of it |
And the connect I finessed a little brick out of it |
Trap going brazy I just had to sit on it |
That shit gon get at it |
Chopper going brazy We going brazy |
The cops keep on raiding it but don’t get shit out of it |
I been running with my dogs (I been running with my dogs) |
So you know there’s licks involved |
All I know is get rich that’s all |
Blow 20 k with my bitch that’s all |
Hit the acres I ain’t been to phipps in a long |
You know I leave around tips and bones |
One chain look like a 60 ball |
I call your bitch like 6 in the morning |
After I leave her leave that bitch alone |
Block up on my cell phone |
I’m a millionaire |
And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary |
Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary |
Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary |
I wasn’t never scare (ooh) |
I wasn’t never worried |
I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry |
Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary |
Had a curse reversed it |
Hit the booth it’s an emergency |
I got a verse for 30 |
I’m a visionary |