Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ali, artist - Marlo. Album song 9th Ward God, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Ali |
Havin' thoughts of bein' the greatest |
I’m comin' for that throne nigga, I’ma take it |
And you know nobody gon' do shit, nigga I’ma take it |
And you know them niggas don’t shake none', nigga I’ma shake it |
And them niggas ain’t bust no moves so I’ma make it |
When I touch that million dollars on how I made it |
I’m the greatest, stackin' that bread, I ran the bacon |
So the bitch wanna fuck right now, see you later |
Christian Loub with alligators |
And Givenchy on my ass nigga I’m so flavor |
And I stay down in that booth until I made it |
Poppin' shit, nigga I’m the greatest |
And I had to thank goon goon for another day |
I’m getting paid and it’s a million ways to get cake |
Better feed your killers or get ate |
Them niggas hungry and they’ll eat up off your plate |
And I don’t play with them slime niggas 'cause they’ll eat up off your face, |
yeah |
And I float like a butterfly and I sting like a bee like Ali |
And I’m ridin' 'round with that DB beside me |
And I know I got my niggas beside me |
And they strapped up, move like the army about me |
And I trust in the gang, nigga that’s all I need |
And I float like a butterfly and I sting like a bee like Ali |
And I’m ridin' 'round with that DB beside me |
And I know I got my niggas beside me |
And they strapped up, move like the army about me |
And I trust in the gang, nigga that’s all I need |
On a rat race for that paper |
Them niggas say I’m real loaded, I’m baked potato |
And a nigga killin' shit, no Gucci Mane but a human glacier for that paper (Wop) |
And them ho ass niggas don’t want to see me make and I’ma take it |
So shouts out to 'cause nigga down with makin' or takin' |
Nigga mistakin' when I’m vacant |
Nigga start shootin' up shit, nigga what is you thinkin'? |
On the road to riches, my niggas, and we gon' make it |
Nigga sellin' the gas bag, nigga with tons of flavor |
And a nigga came up in trappin', then I made it |
Then GA got poppin', then Lil Kel got knocked |
I was in the spot with Jude, I was cookin' up a block |
Break a brick down and sell them bitches in rocks |
We gon' run that brick straight in through the spot |
And bust the profit down with my niggas, that’s how we rock |
And I float like a butterfly and I sting like a bee like Ali |
And I’m ridin' 'round with that DB beside me |
And I know I got my niggas beside me |
And they strapped up, move like the army about me |
And I trust in the gang, nigga that’s all I need |
And I float like a butterfly and I sting like a bee like Ali |
And I’m ridin' 'round with that DB beside me |
And I know I got my niggas beside me |
And they strapped up, move like the army about me |
And I trust in the gang, nigga that’s all I need |