"laptopnotebook" lyrics
tana Lyrics
Why niggas tryna impress us? Go impress them other niggas
Ain't nobody out here fucking with me, I'm dead-ass on some other shit
I'm going out in public 'cause I can't soon and that's fuck-shit
And that pocket roll, she wan' touch it, don't try us, it get ugly now
My swag on professor (My swag, my swag)
I fuck your bitch better
Got her in falsetto (My swag, my swag)
I'm a motherfuckin' model, my bitch is Coke bottle
Her ex is a fraud, ho, come back tomorrow
I'm booked and I'm posted, my swag is "Oh gosh"
I'm ridin' in a tank, that motherfucker large
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
I'm a motherfuckin' model, my bitch is Coke bottle
Her ex is a fraud, ho, come back tomorrow
I'm booked and I'm posted, my swag is "Oh gosh"
I'm ridin' in a tank, that motherfucker large
Ain't fearing no man, give a fuck if he large, I'm buyin' new things, fuck the cost
I made a singer bitch suck in falsetto, she caress that thing from the top
My fans in the pit, they goin' so hard
First I had them fins, now, bitch, I'm a shark
I be in her fin and I'm in her friends' they got a pic posted inside my Benz (Go)
Oh shit, I'm back at it again
She wanna turn up with her friends
As soon as she hear that shit playing
My beats are the dopest, my style is that rock
My moves is Codeine, the junkies on flock
Yes me and my pen we like peas and a pod
My journal my hollows, my mic is my rod (God)
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
Ain't fearing no man, give a fuck if he large, I'm buyin' new things, fuck the cost
I made a singer bitch suck in falsetto, she caress that thing from the top
My fans in the pit, they goin' so hard
First I had them fins, now, bitch, I'm a shark
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
I got kicked out of school, I didn't fail
ISS way back then, I was hell
Tryna act good like I'm not off the rails
Me and Quan, we was like the cartel
I done got my shit right, I can't fail
Know my haters is jealous as hell
We keep getting these checks in the mail
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Ain't nobody out here fucking with me, I'm dead-ass on some other shit
I'm going out in public 'cause I can't soon and that's fuck-shit
And that pocket roll, she wan' touch it, don't try us, it get ugly now
My swag on professor (My swag, my swag)
I fuck your bitch better
Got her in falsetto (My swag, my swag)
I'm a motherfuckin' model, my bitch is Coke bottle
Her ex is a fraud, ho, come back tomorrow
I'm booked and I'm posted, my swag is "Oh gosh"
I'm ridin' in a tank, that motherfucker large
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
I'm a motherfuckin' model, my bitch is Coke bottle
Her ex is a fraud, ho, come back tomorrow
I'm booked and I'm posted, my swag is "Oh gosh"
I'm ridin' in a tank, that motherfucker large
Ain't fearing no man, give a fuck if he large, I'm buyin' new things, fuck the cost
I made a singer bitch suck in falsetto, she caress that thing from the top
My fans in the pit, they goin' so hard
First I had them fins, now, bitch, I'm a shark
I be in her fin and I'm in her friends' they got a pic posted inside my Benz (Go)
Oh shit, I'm back at it again
She wanna turn up with her friends
As soon as she hear that shit playing
My beats are the dopest, my style is that rock
My moves is Codeine, the junkies on flock
Yes me and my pen we like peas and a pod
My journal my hollows, my mic is my rod (God)
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
So what that make you if you think I'm a god?
Ain't fearing no man, give a fuck if he large, I'm buyin' new things, fuck the cost
I made a singer bitch suck in falsetto, she caress that thing from the top
My fans in the pit, they goin' so hard
First I had them fins, now, bitch, I'm a shark
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
I got kicked out of school, I didn't fail
ISS way back then, I was hell
Tryna act good like I'm not off the rails
Me and Quan, we was like the cartel
I done got my shit right, I can't fail
Know my haters is jealous as hell
We keep getting these checks in the mail
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
Laptop and notebook, don't need nothing else
