Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Exclusive, artist - Luh SoldierDate of issue: 01.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Exclusive |
| Edclusive |
| Honorable C.N.O.T.E |
| Yeah |
| Lavish living got me feeling extravagant |
| This ain’t that average, this that exclusive |
| Shawty play bougie and swear she a rich bitch |
| Ho‚ we know that you poppin' that coochie |
| Double the profit‚ I’m ballin' forever |
| No stop to this shit‚ got my foot on they neck |
| If it ain’t 'bout no money, then stay out my face |
| You ain’t talkin' 'bout that, then it ain’t no respect‚ yeah |
| My diamonds biting like a motherfucker |
| This syrup, we ain’t sippin' no Robitussin |
| Man, I’m stepping on shit like I’m double dutching |
| When I’m in the city‚ you know I’m clutching |
| Hop in the coupe, I’ma take off |
| The plug tryna get all the weight off |
| On them Percs while lil' savage go AWOL |
| If it’s smoke, nigga, let’s have a face off |
| Amiri and jeans with the tag on 'em |
| Shawty trippin', but damn, she got ass on her |
| Me and my dawg and we turnt to the max |
| If he hurt, then I’m puttin' my dawg on my back |
| It felt like a nigga was stuck in the trap |
| When you speak on my name, nigga, mention the facts |
| I had to boss up, put my team on the map |
| If you mention the gang, then you know it’s a wrap |
| These big boogers, these charms are gorilla glue |
| Valet the park, fuck the fee and the meter too |
| Glock like a straw, put a hole in your juicebox |
| Got an extra clip tucked in my tube socks |
| Lil' brother just hit for 'bout two Glocks |
| The trap been on watch, need a new spot |
| Straight out of Cali, I’m smoking that synergy |
| Play with my money, ain’t showin' no sympathy |
| Know I’m the shit, go and get me a diaper |
| I just wanna fuck, how the fuck could I wife her? |
| Can see from afar like the scope on a rifle |
| This young nigga poppin', he gon' be an idol |
| Double the cup, need a dose of that Medicaid |
| When I’m high, that’s an end to my problems |
| If it’s commissary, then it’s necessary |
| You go against law if you fold on your partners |
| Lavish living got me feeling extravagant |
| This ain’t that average, this that exclusive |
| Shawty play bougie and swear she a rich bitch |
| Ho, we know that you poppin' that coochie |
| Double the profit, I’m ballin' forever |
| No stop to this shit, got my foot on they neck |
| If it ain’t 'bout no money, then stay out my face |
| You ain’t talkin' 'bout that, then it ain’t no respect |
| My neck cost a check, double bezel the Patek |
| Spin the block, hit it, Drac' Russian roulette |
| Booger baguettes, them are full of a set |
| Cool like the Jetsons, keep my feet on they neck |
| Lavish living, I’m bad some dealing |
| Got flavors distributing like a dispensary |
| Got boot like the Timberland, makin' you jittery (Boot up) |
| A thousand eight grams, got bricks of the Hillary Clinton |
| She suckin' and fuckin' all in the backseat of the Bentley |
| Double cup stuffed, but we sippin' on the Henny |
| Comin' for the bomb, J comin' for the Jenny (Run) |
| Dior my drip and wipe it down with a shimmy |
| Step team steppin', hundred round for the semi |
| Work like endurance when I’m servin' the tennis |
| Pull up in Urus, don’t pull up in lemon |
| Put this dick in your mouth, lil' bitch, suck on this jimmy |
| Got a thirty round dick, nigga suck on this semi |
| Amiri and Fendi, blue benji not bendin' |
| I’m feeling extravagant, lavish |
| This dab, it came with a magnet |
| Balenci triple, mister dab it |
| Redbone call me zaddy |
| Thirty round clip, not lack at |
| Hit the thirty-six zips with the 'Lac, 'Lac |
| Longway, bitch |
| Lavish living got me feeling extravagant |
| This ain’t that average, this that exclusive |
| Shawty play bougie and swear she a rich bitch |
| Ho, we know that you poppin' that coochie |
| Double the profit, I’m ballin' forever |
| No stop to this shit, got my foot on they neck |
| If it ain’t 'bout no money, then stay out my face |
| You ain’t talkin' 'bout that, then it ain’t no respect |