"1230" lyrics
Hrr
(Galaxxy)
Stackin' V on V on VVS, you be on mad (tranquiltales)
I remember, just 19 in the mall, spent fifteen bands (Woah, let's go)
P on P and Robin jeans, got zippers on my pants (Woah, woah, woah)
Flex the wrist and whip the pot, my fish scale diamonds dance (Hrr)
Hit a three, I'm LeBron James
Bet the shoes three racks, like Andre
I know the police do not see me
Never fuck with whatever the cops say
I spent a lot on the time piece
Sippin' on Lemonade like Beyonce
Got a bitch that look just like Beyonce
I could probably go crash at your moms place
[?] I did not state, let's go, ooh, ooh
SRT, ooh, rev my V, ooh
Exotic [?], ooh, I don't give [?], ooh, ooh
Nobody put you on then you gotta be this strong
I remember nights when wrong, had the police on my phone
Baby, if you gon' get sassy then do that shit at home
'Cause ain't no one gon' attack me, got shooters by my throne
I know you so proud of me, I made myself a bag
I was smokin' loud again and flippin' all them packs
I lost all my powers, had to get them powers back
Oh, she wanna shake it for a nigga, I still tax, yee
Said I'm countin' these bands up
You a pussy, you niggas should man up
I had your girl with her hands up
Had the police out front with the Fanta
Hrr, I'm gon' need me a Rolls Royce
Play with Joey, a bold choice
Let's go, yeah, yeah
(Galaxxy)
Stackin' V on V on VVS, you be on mad (tranquiltales)
I remember, just 19 in the mall, spent fifteen bands (Woah, let's go)
P on P and Robin jeans, got zippers on my pants (Woah, woah, woah)
Flex the wrist and whip the pot, my fish scale diamonds dance (Hrr)
Hit a three, I'm LeBron James
Bet the shoes three racks, like Andre
I know the police do not see me
Never fuck with whatever the cops say
I spent a lot on the time piece
Sippin' on Lemonade like Beyonce
Got a bitch that look just like Beyonce
I could probably go crash at your moms place
[?] I did not state, let's go, ooh, ooh
SRT, ooh, rev my V, ooh
Exotic [?], ooh, I don't give [?], ooh, ooh
Nobody put you on then you gotta be this strong
I remember nights when wrong, had the police on my phone
Baby, if you gon' get sassy then do that shit at home
'Cause ain't no one gon' attack me, got shooters by my throne
I know you so proud of me, I made myself a bag
I was smokin' loud again and flippin' all them packs
I lost all my powers, had to get them powers back
Oh, she wanna shake it for a nigga, I still tax, yee
Said I'm countin' these bands up
You a pussy, you niggas should man up
I had your girl with her hands up
Had the police out front with the Fanta
Hrr, I'm gon' need me a Rolls Royce
Play with Joey, a bold choice
Let's go, yeah, yeah
