Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Invalid, artist - Cdot Honcho.
Date of issue: 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 |