Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Comfortable , by - Drakeo The Ruler. Release date: 06.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Comfortable |
| Hey Drakeo, we comfortable as a bitch |
| These niggas got us relaxin', bro bro |
| You dig? |
| Everything I do is gas, everything you do is trash |
| This a stick, this a drum, it’ll put you in the trash |
| We ain’t worried 'bout the consequences, we don’t need a mask |
| All these niggas is my sons, I’ma treat 'em like they dad |
| I’ma punish 'em |
| Sneak dissin', I’ma shoot back every one of 'em |
| That’s for niggas ever thinkin' it was fun with me |
| If we talkin' big, then tell me what the launch would be |
| He’s never coming back, we did it comfortably, ugh |
| I stay in the hills, feet up, sitting comfortably (Comfy) |
| Get a nigga whacked right now, we did it comfortably (I'm so comfortable) |
| I brought out a hundred right now, I did it comfortably (I'm so comfortable) |
| I could blow a hundred right now, I’m living comfortably (I'm so comfortable) |
| I stay in the hills, feet up, sitting comfortably (I'm so comfortable) |
| Get a nigga whacked right now, we did it comfortably (I'm so comfy) |
| I brought out a hundred right now, I did it comfortably (I'm so comfy) |
| I could blow a hundred right now, I’m living comfortably (Skrrt, skrrt, |
| I’m so comfortable) |
| These niggas ain’t even touch a ten-piece, they sittin' comfortably |
| I just bust a 911 Porsche and did it comfortably |
| I’m comfortable |
| These niggas think I’m lackin', I’ma up the beam, I’m comfortable |
| But niggas in a box, they a Lunchable, I’m fuckin' you |
| But you can’t spend the night 'cause I ain’t comfortable |
| I put Louis on my shirt, my Dior steppin' on a pint of juice |
| And I got big racks jumpin' out my denim, I’m blowin' blues |
| A nigga try me for my check, I paint his face, he on the news |
| I’m talkin' 'bout comfortable, my nigga, we bustin' down, we rockin' jewels |
| I’m talkin' 'bout I just rerocked a nerd and sold him fentanyl-pressed blues |
| I just broke a china-white bitch, got Ling Ling in the coupe |
| I’m too comfortable, these niggas pussies, ain’t even gon' shoot |
| I stay in the hills, feet up, sitting comfortably (I'm sittin' comfortable) |
| Get a nigga whacked right now, we did it comfortably (I killed him comfortably) |
| I brought out a hundred right now, I did it comfortably (I'm sittin' |
| comfortable) |
| I could blow a hundred right now, I’m living comfortably (I blew it comfortable) |
| Ayy, ayy, we blew it comfortable |
| These niggas plottin', we’ll shoot 'em comfortable |
| Comfortably |
| These niggas ain’t fuck over the Stinc Team, we comfortable |
| Come through smokin' on some Bubble Gum Gelato |