Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Aladdin , by - Houdini. Release date: 27.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Aladdin |
| Yo there’s no reverb? |
| Alright, yo, yo |
| Bad bitch fuck her wit' no condom |
| Know that I’m rockin' expensive designer |
| Get to the racks you know that ain’t a problem |
| .223 hollow tips turn up his body |
| Circle a 50 clip like Curtis Jackson |
| Nigga got turned to a pack up in Brampton |
| Hunnid of racks in the bando I’m trappin' |
| Foot it and dash the jakes start flashin' |
| Workin' at Lids how you into the cappin' |
| And I ain’t into the |
| G-23 in the Louis no fashion |
| Nobody sayin' what happened |
| All that they know is that he got flied like Aladdin |
| Cro just get the millions |
| Don’t got no time to be up in no buildin' |
| Meet you on road like |
| Cro tryna drill he need someone to steer |
| He tryna put somethin' up in the air |
| G-27 up in my Armani’s |
| Back to the block and the hood that they far |
| Rollie look like chandelir |
| We gon' flip us a hitter |
| That nigga glizzy outdated |
| Ain’t no words we catchin' a body |
| Nigga run up on me it’s gon be a homi' |
| Double cup ain’t sippin' no ack |
| Bad bitch she don’t know how to act |
| Chippin' a brick no matter the weather |
| Packs on packs shit gon' vanish |
| See me we in the trap, stackin' shit to the ceilin' |
| out the bando |
| Runnin' shit up no cashier |
| Tryna run up on me we put you in the air |
| I take the cap off these haters |
| Smoke on the pound this is gelato |
| No O.K.C niggas in the air |
| My youngins hit your block wit' no fear |
| The opps so broke shit ain’t fair |
| Back in the trap and I’m whippin' up Ana |
| Me and Houdini be fuckin' your mama |
| John Wick be lovin' the drama |
| Catch me in the courts wit' them wassas |
| Half a breezy be runnin' them numbers |
| Shit’s sparked no roman candle |
| Remember days I was sleepin' in a bando |
| Wop for wop it’s gettin' dismantled |
| Free Baby K that’s my wlatt |
| Ouu bitch fuck that slatt |
| Yellow tape this ain’t no cap |
| Yellow tape the scene now that’s that |
| S-latt nigga ain’t no slatt |
| Got the drop nigga circle back |
| You already know he outside so we double back |
| Is there one up top? |
| Why you askin' that |
| Keep a steady case on me thumbtack |
| But I do the race I ain’t hearin' that |
| We done drilled so now I keep a mac |
| Got wass ties I don’t need a |
| We pullin' up and we take your face (2X) |