"Signal" lyrics
Gun with a beam like a signal
I was goin' through so much in the past
It was hard back then, now it's simple
Plug down road, I don't wanna drive up
Tryna meet me somewhere in the middle
Keep your ass low, he don't wanna link up
See his bro in the sky like a symbol
Beef in the street, let it crash like a cymbal
The stick make him dance like Limbu
The paper get folded and piles get cleaned
Like laundry, then iron the wrinkles
It's not old money, these new blue hunnids
On the faces, you won't see a wrinkle
I make her runny, she told me she cummin'
So I let her go first like a single
Fifteen hundred in singles I throw up in seconds
The strippers I want'll come vibe in the section
They meet me in the back with protection
This shit gettin' real, gotta move with discretion
Or else you'll end up a projection
You gassin' up bro, if you know, he a rap
And he been on the stand like a session
I'm makin' that bitch bend over
She touchin' her toes while she ride my erection
The poles stay up like it's time for election
The paper gettin' long like election
I remember I was in a Toyota
With a brick in the truck tryna get off the exit
First time I had to fly out a bird through the mail
I was nervous in front of the entrance, ha
But shit done changed
Now I take trips to the bank
Back then, it was minimum wage
Trips to [?]
Trips to the nearest TD
There I go, withdrawin' again
I was throwin' racks in the cut
When I could've been makin' a name
I was throwin' racks in the cut
When I could've spent that on a chain
She was throwin' ass in the cut
When she could've been givin' me brain
Bitch throwin' throat in the club
I don't even remember her name
I already forget
And the reticle glow in the dark on the Glock
I remember back when I hate workin' aside
That was back when I used to crack open them lines
Nowadays, I get fifteen for a backdrop
She gotta pick up her head when I make a backdrop
How the fuck I put a teller on my laptop?
In the Colorado mountains, this a nice backdrop
Put the beam to his head, turn it to a flat top
I was goin' through so much in the past
It was hard back then, now it's simple
Plug down road, I don't wanna drive up
Tryna meet me somewhere in the middle
Keep your ass low, he don't wanna link up
See his bro in the sky like a symbol
Beef in the street, let it crash like a cymbal
The stick make him dance like Limbu
The paper get folded and piles get cleaned
Like laundry, then iron the wrinkles
It's not old money, these new blue hunnids
On the faces, you won't see a wrinkle
I make her runny, she told me she cummin'
So I let her go first like a single
Fifteen hundred in singles I throw up in seconds
The strippers I want'll come vibe in the section
They meet me in the back with protection
This shit gettin' real, gotta move with discretion
Or else you'll end up a projection
You gassin' up bro, if you know, he a rap
And he been on the stand like a session
I'm makin' that bitch bend over
She touchin' her toes while she ride my erection
The poles stay up like it's time for election
The paper gettin' long like election
I remember I was in a Toyota
With a brick in the truck tryna get off the exit
First time I had to fly out a bird through the mail
I was nervous in front of the entrance, ha
But shit done changed
Now I take trips to the bank
Back then, it was minimum wage
Trips to [?]
Trips to the nearest TD
There I go, withdrawin' again
I was throwin' racks in the cut
When I could've been makin' a name
I was throwin' racks in the cut
When I could've spent that on a chain
She was throwin' ass in the cut
When she could've been givin' me brain
Bitch throwin' throat in the club
I don't even remember her name
I already forget
And the reticle glow in the dark on the Glock
I remember back when I hate workin' aside
That was back when I used to crack open them lines
Nowadays, I get fifteen for a backdrop
She gotta pick up her head when I make a backdrop
How the fuck I put a teller on my laptop?
In the Colorado mountains, this a nice backdrop
Put the beam to his head, turn it to a flat top
