Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lifestyle, artist - @YSL_DRIZZYDate of issue: 16.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lifestyle |
| I’ve done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle |
| We came straight from the bottom, to the top, my lifestyle |
| Nigga livin' life like volcano and this only the beginnin' |
| I’m on the top of the mountain, puffin' |
| on clouds and niggas still beginnin' |
| Million 5 on the Visa card |
| Hundred bands still look like the fuckin' tires |
| Nigga servin' great white like I’m feedin' sharks |
| I won’t do nothin' with the bitch, she can’t even get me hard |
| Somethin' wrong with the pussy |
| Even though I ain’t gon' hit it, |
| I’ma still make sure that she douche it Me and my woadie, we don’t get caught up like that, no way |
| We ain’t got time to go see doctors, J |
| (Who said money?) |
| Hop up in my bed full of forty bitches and yawnin' |
| Hey, this a show bitch you performin' |
| I do this shit for my daughters and all my sons, bitch |
| Im a run up them bands, I’ll take out their funds, bitch |
| I got a moms bitch, she got a moms bitch |
| I got sisters and brothers to feed |
| I ain’t goin' out like no idiot, I’m a OG |
| Still screamin' «Fuck the otherside» |
| I’ma ride for my niggas, aye |
| And I’ma die for my niggas, aye |
| Ain’t gonna be latching on my niggas aye |
| Niggas couldn’t see me if they had a genie |
| I’ma live my life like Bennie, R.I.P. |
| my brother Bennie |
| I stack my racks to the ceiling, now these niggas can’t beat me I just might wake up when Chanel and these bitches can’t see me |
| I’m in a whole other league |
| I ain’t got aids but I swear to God I would bleed |
| 'Til I D.I.E |
| 28 floors up I feel like I could F.L.Y.E.E |
| Pee on top of these bitches |
| God told me they can never stop me so they ain’t gon' stop me |
| I’m in that coffin with baby mommy gettin' sloppy toppy |
| I’m bleedin' red like a devil, I see these bitches plotting |
| They wanna know how I got M’s and I ain’t finish college |
| I do it for my daddy, I do it for my mama |
| Them long nights, I swear to God I do it for the come up |
| I’m Willie B beating on my chest, in the jungle, aye |
| Money on money, I got commas in every bank |
| Sunday through Monday I’ve been grindin' with no sleep |
| Talkin' 'bout takin' somethin' from me, like no way |
| Thugger Thugger, that’s my brother, brother |
| You don’t want no trouble trouble or you can get these fists |
| knuckle knuckle |
| Buckle up like a seatbelt or I’ll shoot yah |
| Punchin' on the gas, too fast, and I lose yah |
| Give me a bed, I’ll do her, I want a head, Medusa |
| I swear a nigga gone cause this strong I’m blowin' super |
| Grindin' for a new day |
| I’m skatin', like that nigga Lupe |
| Hey, I’m on the top just like toupee |
| Hey, I’m in her mouth just like toothpaste |