Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Florida, artist - Sniper Gang
Date of issue: 24.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Florida |
On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin' |
Aye, you know my pants saggin' |
On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks |
Aye, you know I got big wicks |
On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk |
Aye you know I’m doing the money walk |
On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass |
Aye, spray gang on they ass |
On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin' |
Aye, you know my pants saggin' |
On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks |
Aye, you know I got big wicks |
On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk |
Aye you know I’m doing the money walk |
On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass |
Aye, spray gang on they ass |
Been up all week down 'till my last seven bricks |
No shade no shower I done bust about seventy licks |
All day and all night in the same |
Some niggas hustlin' for the day to buy some new kicks |
I’m grindin' a whole twelve months, year round |
Servin' green, servin' white, servin' that Nino Brown |
They fucked my city up when them flocks hit my town |
My phone goin' ham, I’m takin' everything down |
I put my own food on my dinner plate |
My pockets on Rocky shit heavyweight |
Tried to rob then them chopper bullets penetrate |
Jumped in the Coupe, hit the gas then accelerate |
Now I’m gettin' right back to the money |
I fell in love when I saw them blue stripe hunneds |
Watch me saran wrap them bricks, like a mummy |
If the work got a dental, you got to serve the dummy |
On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin' |
Aye, you know my pants saggin' |
On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks |
Aye, you know I got big wicks |
On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk |
Aye you know I’m doing the money walk |
On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass |
Aye, spray gang on they ass |
On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin' |
Aye, you know my pants saggin' |
On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks |
Aye, you know I got big wicks |
On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk |
Aye you know I’m doing the money walk |
On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass |
Aye, spray gang on they ass |
Grass greener over here cause I’m Kodak Black |
Paint pictures like a crayon on my cast |
Want to spread on these bitches, colored money |
Cause I got pink fifties and blue hunneds |
I’m a soldier, I’m a Nolia boy |
Cutthroat, I’m a down south Florida boy |
Lil' nigga slidin' big body in the No |
I’m in Fort Myers, 23 954 |
Love the Tri-county but ain’t nothing like Broward do |
But everybody clutchin' choppers off, fire for the loot |
Fightin' in the projects, now we snipin' like we G.I. |
Joe |
Wildin' with my zombies on earth, everybody Zoe |
Lil' niggas hoppin' off the porch, ridin' big donks |
Fuck school, want to hit the dentist, fill our whole mouth with gold |
I got diamonds, I remember locked up eatin' sloppy joe |
Lil' nigga, big ole pistol though |
Lil' nigga I got big donks |
On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin' |
Aye, you know my pants saggin' |
On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks |
Aye, you know I got big wicks |
On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk |
Aye you know I’m doing the money walk |
On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass |
Aye, spray gang on they ass |
On my Florida shit, you know my pants saggin' |
Aye, you know my pants saggin' |
On my Florida shit, you know I got big wicks |
Aye, you know I got big wicks |
On my Florida shit, you know I’m doing the money walk |
Aye you know I’m doing the money walk |
On my Florida shit, spray gang on they ass |
Aye, spray gang on they ass |