Lyrics Element - Suspect, Flyo

Element

Haha
Juggling
Move like prezi
Oh, man, I’m in my zone, I’m in my element
Moving round my town, like I’m the president
Foreign trucks and heavy necklaces
Pussy nigga try?
It’ll be the end of him
Man ah keep it gully, keep it elegant (fresh)
Pull up to the W, that’s the residence (ayy)
Skrrr, I’m in my element
Skrrr, skrrr, oh
Gully little nigga from the Wooly
They used to call me Block Bully
Came up off that yola, shoutout Jordy
We going global now, pussy
Now these bad Bs screaming «Wooly»
That boy dere done put on for the city
I’ve got love for the hood but nah, really
Only trill, real coming with me
Tell 'em find me at a show where it’s litty
Pour me up some more, we get it busy
Do the most, we do the most
I’ll put your rap on hold
Tef get them bricks in by the boat
Ayy, pendejo
Why they hating on a nigga?
I don’t know
My niggas savages, some fucking animals
Let the calico wrap around your throat
Pussy
Oh, man, I’m in my zone, I’m in my element
Moving round my town, like I’m the president
Foreign trucks and heavy necklaces
Pussy nigga try?
It’ll be the end of him
Man ah keep it gully, keep it elegant (fresh)
Pull up to the W, that’s the residence (ayy)
Skrrr, I’m in my element
Skrrr, skrrr, oh (you know, like? It’s all, like, in the flow… like…)
Pop out to Versailles, I tell her I’m ready
We parallel parking, we pull up in the Tele
I ran out of Rémy, switch it to Henny
Up in the lift shaft, now she feeling the semi
I knew I bagged her from she preed the prezi
I knew I bagged her from she preed the belly
That’s the money gut
Fuck around and man, we run it up
Like, we the cut above
What’s a bag to you?
It ain’t nuttin' to us
Stepped in, we done tun it up
Run around looking lit as fuck (shining)
Said man, I’m in my zone (in my… zone)
Like watch him go (like watch him go)
Another tape completed off the dome (off the dome)
I run the street, you pricks should watch the throne
Better yet, you pricks should watch the load
Ain’t even been a year, he’s sold out shows (sold out shows)
Music travelling from coast to coast (from coast to coast)
Ayy, still out here serving code to code (postcode, the postcode, fam)
Oh, man, I’m in my zone, I’m in my element
Moving round my town, like I’m the president
Foreign trucks and heavy necklaces
Pussy nigga try?
It’ll be the end of him
Man ah keep it gully, keep it elegant (fresh)
Pull up to the W, that’s the residence (ayy)
Skrrr, I’m in my element
Skrrr, skrrr, oh