Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Attention, artist - PnB Rock.
Date of issue: 12.01.2017
Song language: English
Attention |
Soon as I pull up |
Yeah, my wrist want attention |
Got your bitch in my section |
I can feel all the tension |
By the way did I mention |
I’m with all of my henchman |
And you know, they on gold, yeah woah |
Soon as I pull up |
And my wrist on froze |
And your bitch, she chose |
I’m with all of my bros |
And we gon' keep on flexin' |
And we gon' keep on flexin' |
Balling hard no question, yeah |
Soon as I pull up |
Steady chasing the money, it took me to better places |
Black diamonds with the white diamonds |
Yeah, we call that shit segregation |
VVS’s yeah, they always shining |
Got 'em sick, you can peep they faces |
Mighta said I ain’t fucking with him |
But you can never say, I ever hated |
All this gas got me elevated |
They ain’t think that I will ever make it |
Your bitch she gave me good brain |
You can tell she was educated |
I beat the pussy, I never ate it |
She can never say we ever dated |
She can never be my main |
'Cause I’m in too love with the big faces |
While you be holding hands with your bitch |
I been in the car, popping xans with your bitch |
Me and all my man’s hit your bitch |
I’m bout to get some head in my whip, yeah |
Soon as I pull up |
Yeah, my wrist want attention |
Got your bitch in my section |
I can feel all the tension |
By the way did I mention |
I’m with all of my henchman |
And you know, they on gold, yeah woah |
Soon as I pull up |
And my wrist on froze |
And your bitch, she chose |
I’m with all of my bros |
And we gon' keep on flexin' |
And we gon' keep on flexin' |
Balling hard no question, yeah |
Soon as I pull up |
Open my door, see all that smoke |
I want your hoe |
Nobody know, I been on the low |
Made me a million, the game got a dealing |
I’m concerned about you, 'cause all you my children |
I’m rollin' and sippin' (I'm rollin' and sippin') |
Go smoke 'til the ceiling (go smoke 'til the ceiling) |
She ain’t tryna fuck, get right in the truck |
And move on to some' different |
I’m always getting paid, doing new day today’s so you see how I’m living |
I hop in my ride two licks to the side and now that bitch tippin' |
Whole lotta Bombay, whole lotta Hennessy |
Whole lotta niggas 'round to hold down my enemies |
Whole lotta weed getting rolled in a paper plane |
Whole lotta bitches scream my name |
Soon as I pull up |
Yeah, my wrist want attention |
Got your bitch in my section |
I can feel all the tension |
By the way did I mention |
I’m with all of my henchman |
And you know, they on gold, yeah woah |
Soon as I pull up |
And my wrist on froze |
And your bitch, she chose |
I’m with all of my bros |
And we gon' keep on flexin' |
And we gon' keep on flexin' |
Balling hard no question, yeah |
Soon as I pull up |
Bitches be waiting on me |
'Cause all of these diamonds be skating on me |
I take his bitch and I know, that he sad |
He can’t do shit but keep hating on me |
'Cause he know, the gang is with me |
And he know, they ain’t playing me |
And he know, that they’re sprayin' for me |
Soon as I pull up |
Yeah, my wrist want attention |
Got your bitch in my section |
I can feel all the tension |
By the way did I mention |
I’m with all of my henchman |
And you know, they on gold, yeah woah |
Soon as I pull up |
And my wrist on froze |
And your bitch, she chose |
I’m with all of my bros |
And we gon' keep on flexin' |
And we gon' keep on flexin' |
Balling hard no question, yeah |
Soon as I pull up |