Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FLOOR SEATS, artist - Riff Raff. Album song CRANBERRY VAMPiRE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: MiLLiON DOLLAR MULLET
Song language: English
FLOOR SEATS |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call the po-po |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call the po-po |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call the po-po |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call the po-po |
Yo, cranberry red while I ride back to back |
Half-pint of Cognac in my Gucci backpack |
Hey, this ain’t no game, we ain’t playin' blackjack (Buh) |
And we been on your block like I got a bad back |
Might move to Orlando like Shaq |
Pulled up to Outback in the matte black 'Lac |
Pull the red carpet out like Hollywood Access |
All-all-all this fuckin' ice, y’all should call me treasure chest (DJ Paul, |
DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul) |
Uh, I might I might pour a six in my peach Sunkist |
Strawberry wrist, Caddy roar into Saks Fifth |
Pull up to the Saks and the kids go, «That's him» |
They selling' candy, I give 'em all a fifty, it’s that simple |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call the po-po |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call the po-po |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call the po-po |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call— |
Thi-thi-thirty in the clip, thirty on the wrist |
Niggas' loose lips sink Titanic ships (Buh, buh) |
She opened up her box like I had a gift |
They like, «How these niggas cross you and you ain’t mad at them?» |
(Buh, buh) |
Glock got no kickback, like White Men Can’t Jump |
You know I won’t come if my gang can’t come |
Shawty know Chief Sosa, kick it like Daniel son |
You wanna make up, well, bitch, I could buy you one, ayy |
Uh, real F&N with fudge handle |
Cat colored with peach bandana |
Moonwalk like Tony Danza (DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul) |
Who the boss, Dale Daniel Tony |
Ride through the night with the white pony |
Wall paint, I sip syrup a lot in the white Sprite |
Chief Keef likes to keep it real muddy |
Double cup, pint sippin' buddy |
Karate chop on peanut butter |
Birthday, worst day |
First day, charge happenin', briefcase |
Aquaberry, blue Batman |
CAT scan on the back of my right hand |
Me and gang four deep |
NBA game, floor seats |
Flamin' door, blunts up |
They threatenin' to call the police |
Nigga, you don’t know me |
Know I get that goat cheese |
Steady buyin' PT |
It’s like that shit is OE |
We at your chin like a goatee |
She thirsty to throat me |
They hate me, then so it be |
Count the check, be lowkey |
Please do not approach me |
Tryin' to provoke me |
Got the rifle in case they assault me |
DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul |