Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Apartments, artist - NoCap. Date of issue: 10.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Apartments |
| Karltin |
| Apartments, now I got six figures |
| When it’s war we dig up old sticks |
| Cook this up |
| It’s hard to see you through these Cartier |
| I see through the bullshit and you hardly there |
| Got a problem, got a lawyer, make it go away |
| I don’t buy a pretty pistol just a throw away |
| Last month spent six figures (Ooh) |
| They mad if you rich if they ain’t rich with you |
| I only get down with my people |
| Foot is in the door, tired of starin' through the peephole |
| You can be my people, long as you not the people |
| We coming for the world, this shit is Doctor Evil |
| I don’t drink liquor, I don’t need a chaser |
| She use my Chase Card, I don’t chase her |
| Hundred dollar gram in the ashtray |
| Lord forgive me, I forgot about the bad days |
| Mindset made for a padded room |
| Born with a plastic spoon |
| Apartments, now I got six figures |
| I remember I ain’t had shit, nigga |
| When it’s war we dig up old sticks |
| And it’s raining, we ain’t worried 'bout no evidence |
| I don’t drink liquor, I’m a codeine chaser |
| Just be down with your niggas 'cause that’s how I was raised up |
| Kill a opp and kill him twice, I’m right back digging his grave up |
| The coupe is red like Spiderman but I still won’t save her, yeah |
| I don’t ever got to worry 'bout kickin' bitches out |
| 'Cause, ho, I hold the key, she never get to see my house (Yeah) |
| Growin' up, I ain’t tell on him, they took a different route |
| Come by yourself, don’t bring your mutts, I don’t really know your dawgs |
| On credit peoples hand out. |
| never see my paw |
| I run around with pocket rockets like I’m Chris Paul |
| I’m tryna fuck, she tryna rest but I can’t hit raw |
| Christian Dior, I like it fitted, I don’t do big and tall (Yeah) |
| I buy a break up Pandora meetings (Pandora meetings) |
| Two tennis bracelets just like Venus and Serena, yeah |
| In Palm Angels while he pull up in that demon (Pull up in that) |
| I pray free me (Yeah) |
| I put four karats in my ear like I’m vegan (Like I’m vegan) |
| Money counter with the room just like I’m leaning |
| They feel your blood on the low like anemic |
| Million-dollar nigga, she gotta pay me for my semen |
| Apartments, now I got six figures |
| I remember I ain’t had shit, nigga |
| When it’s war we dig up old sticks |
| And it’s raining, we ain’t worried 'bout no evidence |
| I don’t drink liquor, I’m a codeine chaser |
| Just be down with your niggas 'cause that’s how I was raised up |
| Kill a opp and kill him twice, I’m right back digging his grave up |
| The coupe is red like Spiderman but I still won’t save her, yeah |
| Pull up panoramic, don’t panic, yeah |
| I was hustlin' 'fore I signed to Atlantic records |
| My jewelry on, do you love me? |
| My jewelry on, don’t judge me, yeah |
| Trappin' ain’t dead, nah, man, that shit just need surgery, ayy |
| We servin' Fentanyl, then act like we in a hurry |
| Every day is a cash day |
| Want smoke like a ashtray |
| My lawyer paid, you can ask Chase |
| Stiff-arm a hoe I don’t ass chase |
| Can’t forget 'bout the bad days |
| I’m the hood general, you niggas round’s pitiful |
| 1600 block, all my niggas criminals, don’t do what we’ll do |
| Apartments, now I got six figures |
| I remember I ain’t had shit, nigga |
| When it’s war we dig up old sticks |
| And it’s raining, we ain’t worried 'bout no evidence |
| I don’t drink liquor, I’m a codeine chaser |
| Just be down with your niggas 'cause that’s how I was raised up |
| Kill a opp and kill him twice, I’m right back digging his grave up |
| The coupe is red like Spiderman but I still won’t save her, yeah |