Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Invalid , by - Cdot Honcho. Release date: 29.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Invalid |
| Ayy I used to ain’t have enough |
| Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em |
| She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her |
| I really wish it was a few of her, ayy |
| They know that we got the key to the streets |
| You get the key when we throw it up |
| You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me |
| You hit her back when we through with her |
| Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid |
| Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid |
| Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen |
| So me goin' broke, that’s invalid |
| I’m on my way but I’m in traffic |
| Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc |
| Keep up with me, that’s invalid |
| Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy |
| Fuck dinner, I probably get benjis |
| Wipe me down here, drop my bitch off at Fendi, ayy |
| Fo’nem ass up like it’s windy |
| Fuck nigga probably get twenty |
| It’s going to be long 'fore the money go |
| We in this bitch like an addy ho, ayy |
| Walk in the lot, join the Audi ho |
| Walk in the spot with nobody ho |
| Won’t hit your ho 'cause her body wrong |
| No I got standards, I ain’t got manners |
| It’s us to the rubber we not alone |
| I can’t buy Pampers, I’m on the road |
| And I be drippin' I need a boat |
| One K, I’m trippin', that’s on a coat |
| Keep up with me, yeah that’s invalid |
| I’m shining, that forty is metallic |
| Run up you leaning like italics |
| Turnin' your ship to the Titanic |
| She on my dick, yeah she dramatic |
| Know I got sauce like the Italians |
| I used to be broke now I get thousands |
| You still broke, you keep browsing |
| Us been sipping little, invalid |
| You not a winner, that’s invalid |
| Ayy I used to ain’t have enough |
| Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em |
| She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her |
| I really wish it was a few of her, ayy |
| They know that we got the key to the streets |
| You get the key when we throw it up |
| You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me |
| You hit her back when we through with her |
| Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid |
| Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid |
| Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen |
| So me goin' broke, that’s invalid |
| I’m on my way but I’m in traffic |
| Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc |
| Keep up with me, that’s invalid |
| Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy |
| Hellcat I’m sitting in, Off-White shit shipping in |
| Bitch what you gonna do to this dick again? |
| What he got up in that crib again? |
| Balenciaga Triple S’s, Rock two times, won’t wear again |
| Bitches bad, triple texting, bad hoes I’m shipping in |
| It ain’t shit to put her in the air, I get money like it’s in the air |
| Valentine that’s a different camo, hundred round for this different ammo |
| Pull up on me you gon' make the channel |
| Heat a nigga like he wore a flannel |
| He want that smoke and his body dismantled |
| Racks in my pocket, she still eat McDonald’s |
| Glock in my pocket, don’t come near it |
| Coupe like a rocket, I can’t steer it |
| Niggas always talk but I can’t hear it |
| Fo’nem found your ass in Lake Eerie |
| You say you have it, I make changes |
| Came a long way, shit it get dangerous |
| I’m built for this shit so this shit came regardless |
| Now when I shop, only valet I park it |
| Ayy I used to ain’t have enough |
| Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em |
| She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her |
| I really wish it was a few of her, ayy |
| They know that we got the key to the streets |
| You get the key when we throw it up |
| You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me |
| You hit her back when we through with her |
| Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid |
| Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid |
| Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen |
| So me goin' broke, that’s invalid |
| I’m on my way but I’m in traffic |
| Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc |
| Keep up with me, that’s invalid |
| Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy |