"forty7" lyrics
(Thanks, Zuko)
I-I could never fold, I just plead the fifth
The way I stack my cake, got me a lil' baker bitch
Yeah, you don't show no love when it matters to me
Had to let a little up, so I just cut the pilly off
Shit been gettin' real now
But my life is still a playground
Had to come back and fix (Woah)
All that shit you did to us
Drove out to the valley with Mustang and Sally
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin'
I-In the cut, I go insane
Throwin' my money, my hand gettin' sprained
Oh, all my gang stay with it
B-b-bad ho givin' them digits
Who that car in the driveway? Fuck that, I'ma go my way
Why me? Got another reason not to try me
I-I could never fold, I just plead the fifth
The way I stack my cake, got me a lil' baker bitch
Yeah, you don't show no love when it matters to me
Had to let a little up, so I just cut the pilly off
Shit been gettin' real now
But my life is still a playground
Had to come back and fix (Woah)
All that shit you did to us
Drove out to the valley with Mustang and Sally
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin' ('In)
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin' ('In)
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin' ('In)
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin'
Speeding by in a Hellcat
AK-47 in his lap
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
AK in my lap
K-Bar in my bag
Take it off my back
AK in my lap
AK in my lap
K-Bar in my bag
Take it off my back
AK in my lap
AK in my lap
This shit don't go away
A-all my hoes wanna date, yeah
Money walked in my
Yeah, money be taller than me
I-I blow an eight to the face
I blow an eight to the face (Face, face, face, face, ah)
I'ma learn my way (Way)
The big boys stay in the trap (Real trap shit, trap)
My dog said I'm too lit (Lit)
The demons stay around (Yeah)
If I was you, I'd would run
Maybe we gon' race
I just met my wifey, she a rave star
I feel like I'm molly 'cause I came up
Rockin' Number Nine, that's my favorite
Don't you use lose your wings on the way up (Ha)
Pourin' up a six, Star of David (Ha)
Fill my drink with a soul
Bad bitch came in for some mo'
Tell your friend bring a friend
Gave 'em tickets to the show
Afterparty on the low
And she sittin' on my—, woah
I just pulled up in a Hellcat with a—
AK in my lap (Yeah)
K-Bar in my bag (Yeah)
Take it off my back
AK in my lap
AK in my lap
K-Bar in my bag
Take it off my back
AK in my lap
AK in my lap (Yeah)
Woah (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Ah
I-I could never fold, I just plead the fifth
The way I stack my cake, got me a lil' baker bitch
Yeah, you don't show no love when it matters to me
Had to let a little up, so I just cut the pilly off
Shit been gettin' real now
But my life is still a playground
Had to come back and fix (Woah)
All that shit you did to us
Drove out to the valley with Mustang and Sally
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin'
I-In the cut, I go insane
Throwin' my money, my hand gettin' sprained
Oh, all my gang stay with it
B-b-bad ho givin' them digits
Who that car in the driveway? Fuck that, I'ma go my way
Why me? Got another reason not to try me
I-I could never fold, I just plead the fifth
The way I stack my cake, got me a lil' baker bitch
Yeah, you don't show no love when it matters to me
Had to let a little up, so I just cut the pilly off
Shit been gettin' real now
But my life is still a playground
Had to come back and fix (Woah)
All that shit you did to us
Drove out to the valley with Mustang and Sally
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin' ('In)
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin' ('In)
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin' ('In)
Same ones trackin' all my dubs, they still countin'
Speeding by in a Hellcat
AK-47 in his lap
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
AK in my lap
K-Bar in my bag
Take it off my back
AK in my lap
AK in my lap
K-Bar in my bag
Take it off my back
AK in my lap
AK in my lap
This shit don't go away
A-all my hoes wanna date, yeah
Money walked in my
Yeah, money be taller than me
I-I blow an eight to the face
I blow an eight to the face (Face, face, face, face, ah)
I'ma learn my way (Way)
The big boys stay in the trap (Real trap shit, trap)
My dog said I'm too lit (Lit)
The demons stay around (Yeah)
If I was you, I'd would run
Maybe we gon' race
I just met my wifey, she a rave star
I feel like I'm molly 'cause I came up
Rockin' Number Nine, that's my favorite
Don't you use lose your wings on the way up (Ha)
Pourin' up a six, Star of David (Ha)
Fill my drink with a soul
Bad bitch came in for some mo'
Tell your friend bring a friend
Gave 'em tickets to the show
Afterparty on the low
And she sittin' on my—, woah
I just pulled up in a Hellcat with a—
AK in my lap (Yeah)
K-Bar in my bag (Yeah)
Take it off my back
AK in my lap
AK in my lap
K-Bar in my bag
Take it off my back
AK in my lap
AK in my lap (Yeah)
Woah (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Woah (Woah)
Ah
