Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seven, artist - bbno$. Album song Recess, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: NO
Song language: English
Seven |
So I just signed that I hope it pays back |
Couple millies need a chase that, this baby needs racks |
Might just get myself some payback and where the case at |
I might just flip it run it cash that, I gotta cash that |
Yeah |
Cause I got 7 banks, empty thots, plenty |
Too much on my mind its kinda heavy |
I got 7 tracks ready |
China’s, with me |
Way too many hits this world ain’t ready for the baby |
I’ve been moving, I’ve been moving, I’ve been moving |
What you doing? |
What you doing? |
What you doing? |
I’ve been around it, then when I found it I got groovy |
Trippy tryna be an actor in the movies |
Money in the bag cause my future is exactly where I’m at |
Ain’t got time for trash talk, these goofies on their laptop |
I’m cheffin already ain’t no more bread or spaghetti |
I’m on my greens, on my veggies, bro on my health I got plenty |
Wake up feeling like shit but I’m changing it |
My brain’s all twisted like this I’m rearranging it |
SoundCloud paying me again I’m going down, down |
Baby what you need it cause I got you any time now |
Might just get myself some marijuana just for me, ayy |
I got all connections every west and every week |
Broke and I’m still flexing with my homie out in Canada |
But the difference in the future we’ll be stacking out in Panama |
So I just signed that I hope it pays back |
Couple millies need a chase that, this baby needs racks |
Might just get myself some payback and where the case at |
I might just flip it run it cash that, I gotta cash that |
Yeah |
Cause I got 7 banks, empty thots, plenty |
Too much on my mind its kinda heavy |
I got 7 tracks ready |
China’s, with me |
Way too many hits this world ain’t ready for the baby |
Yeah I’m posted in the coop |
Wait, posted in the boof |
My finger got some loops |
Fuck the lean I drink the soup |
Got some polo on my shoes |
Wait, money on my mind |
Wait, cup be filled with goose paired with Tropicana juice, yea |
Run this game, huh |
Run it, run a bag, huh |
Always check the tags, yea I always check the tags |
And I eat my steak fillet, why your mommy call me bae? |
Your ice is crusty it clay, my diamonds jumping watch em sway, ay |
I’m a loose mind, independent unsigned, mastermind |
Damn broke, check less, Mastercard, declined |
Wide waist, thin pants, God that booty, defined |
One song, play my shit, now you hit a gold mine |
So you say you get that money by your self, but bitch you signed? |
Stick the hell outside my lane but boy you follow lines |
Tryna make this money legal I don’t want no fines |
Needa cop a wrist I need reminding I got time |
So I just signed that I hope it pays back |
Couple millies need a chase that, this baby needs racks |
Might just get myself some payback and where the case at |
I might just flip it run it cash that, I gotta cash that |
Yeah |
Cause I got 7 banks, empty thots, plenty |
Too much on my mind its kinda heavy |
I got 7 tracks ready |
China’s, with me |
Way too many hits this world ain’t ready for the baby |