"Habibi" lyrics
4—, 438 4L, let's go, she wanna go to Habibi, no
Wanna be gang with niggas, no, wanna spend on none of they bitches, no
You know McClaren, I'm in it (Go), Goyard bag, I'm in it deep
Look at them mad I'm winnin', look at them mad I'm winnin'
She wanna go to Habibi, uh, turn up again for Kiki
Turn up again for Titi, uh, turn up again for Lili
Turn up again for KayKay, uh, turn up again for Layla
Turn up again for Naynay, uh, turn up again for Kaylah
Foreigns just like my sons, uh, raisin' 'em, watchin' 'em grow
I got a yellow lil' bitch like yolk, brand-new K and I'm ready to blow, uh
No house, we ain't have no yard, now it's Goyard to hold my pole, wow
I'm hearin' rumors about myself, I heard I fucked your ho, uh
All these bitches gettin' old, all these nigga get bold, these nigga get rolled
All they guns be cold, all these drugs get sold, this money get blown
Big ass crib in the yams, I'm for sure from the O, but I call that home
Beef on the 'Gram, no ma'am, that's how these niggas be tryin' to insurance the smoke
That's how they try to insurance
Codeine be liftin' my burdens
In Florida, we swim with gators
Can't see in the water, it's murky
Still I weather the storm, searchin'
You can take off, a'ight?
Look, I really walk through the rain, yeah, my umbrella a K, you know what it is
Got no rap for a nigga, they ain't even drop no lo', these nigga be weird
Better off rappin' with Siri, I got some shit on my hip that'll hit his veneers
I don't got nothing to fear, you fuck nigga a see through Panamera
4—, 438 4L, let's go, she wanna go to Habibi, no
Wanna be gang with niggas, no, wanna spend on none of they bitches, no
You know McClaren, I'm in it (Go), Goyard bag, I'm in it deep
Look at them mad I'm winnin', look at them mad I'm winnin'
She wanna go to Habibi, uh, turn up again for Kiki
Turn up again for Titi, uh, turn up again for Lili
Turn up again for KayKay, uh, turn up again for Layla
Turn up again for Naynay, uh, turn up again for Kaylah
Wanna be gang with niggas, no, wanna spend on none of they bitches, no
You know McClaren, I'm in it (Go), Goyard bag, I'm in it deep
Look at them mad I'm winnin', look at them mad I'm winnin'
She wanna go to Habibi, uh, turn up again for Kiki
Turn up again for Titi, uh, turn up again for Lili
Turn up again for KayKay, uh, turn up again for Layla
Turn up again for Naynay, uh, turn up again for Kaylah
Foreigns just like my sons, uh, raisin' 'em, watchin' 'em grow
I got a yellow lil' bitch like yolk, brand-new K and I'm ready to blow, uh
No house, we ain't have no yard, now it's Goyard to hold my pole, wow
I'm hearin' rumors about myself, I heard I fucked your ho, uh
All these bitches gettin' old, all these nigga get bold, these nigga get rolled
All they guns be cold, all these drugs get sold, this money get blown
Big ass crib in the yams, I'm for sure from the O, but I call that home
Beef on the 'Gram, no ma'am, that's how these niggas be tryin' to insurance the smoke
That's how they try to insurance
Codeine be liftin' my burdens
In Florida, we swim with gators
Can't see in the water, it's murky
Still I weather the storm, searchin'
You can take off, a'ight?
Look, I really walk through the rain, yeah, my umbrella a K, you know what it is
Got no rap for a nigga, they ain't even drop no lo', these nigga be weird
Better off rappin' with Siri, I got some shit on my hip that'll hit his veneers
I don't got nothing to fear, you fuck nigga a see through Panamera
4—, 438 4L, let's go, she wanna go to Habibi, no
Wanna be gang with niggas, no, wanna spend on none of they bitches, no
You know McClaren, I'm in it (Go), Goyard bag, I'm in it deep
Look at them mad I'm winnin', look at them mad I'm winnin'
She wanna go to Habibi, uh, turn up again for Kiki
Turn up again for Titi, uh, turn up again for Lili
Turn up again for KayKay, uh, turn up again for Layla
Turn up again for Naynay, uh, turn up again for Kaylah
