"Invite Only Part 1" lyrics
This is invite only but no one invited you
No decks but there's two pioneers in the room
Bad on my ones and I'm bad with a group
Animal, I turn a whole venue into a zoo
Left the gate open, they all ran through
What we doing here? It's like they ain't got a clue
It's the twenty-fifth, got a house on your wrist
And a side ting but you got nothing for the yutes
Hella talking but I hear no names
Say it with your chest, boy, say it to my face
Troll on the net but you know how it gets
If I catch you in the flesh, it's a whole other case
It's tricky getting back with the mash where the car is
Roads get sticky, got a blicky with a cartridge
Man are getting busy with the flicky where the heart is
Flows too skippy, are you silly, I'm the hardest
You don't wanna see me back out my bread though
Chains on your neck but you live with your ex
Claim that you make real trap money, that's cap
I know man that flex more from crypto
As a pickney, I would sell grub out the Astra
Never had fifty cent to my name way before the fame
But before I was popping, I was window shopping at Asda
I was on the road when Wiley made Eski
I was outside when Bruza said, "Get me?"
Used to kick ball back when I was in school
And I'd roll with the tool 'cause it weren't no friendly
Watch how I slide pon dem
When I'm slapping it back, I put bine on my pen
Blud, I bup-bup, double tap that, I'ma buss in this ting
Don't make me start firing again
No decks but there's two pioneers in the room
Bad on my ones and I'm bad with a group
Animal, I turn a whole venue into a zoo
Left the gate open, they all ran through
What we doing here? It's like they ain't got a clue
It's the twenty-fifth, got a house on your wrist
And a side ting but you got nothing for the yutes
Hella talking but I hear no names
Say it with your chest, boy, say it to my face
Troll on the net but you know how it gets
If I catch you in the flesh, it's a whole other case
It's tricky getting back with the mash where the car is
Roads get sticky, got a blicky with a cartridge
Man are getting busy with the flicky where the heart is
Flows too skippy, are you silly, I'm the hardest
You don't wanna see me back out my bread though
Chains on your neck but you live with your ex
Claim that you make real trap money, that's cap
I know man that flex more from crypto
As a pickney, I would sell grub out the Astra
Never had fifty cent to my name way before the fame
But before I was popping, I was window shopping at Asda
I was on the road when Wiley made Eski
I was outside when Bruza said, "Get me?"
Used to kick ball back when I was in school
And I'd roll with the tool 'cause it weren't no friendly
Watch how I slide pon dem
When I'm slapping it back, I put bine on my pen
Blud, I bup-bup, double tap that, I'ma buss in this ting
Don't make me start firing again
