"Aryks" lyrics
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Ay, watch out, ay, watch out
I got little, I got little
I got little Goxan on this motherfucker
Fuck, fuck
This little fye got some push, but I know how to treat it
Phone on DND, I ain't even receive it
Tell him, "Hit the road," hit the gag, we screechin'
'Member back down, had the racks, I was leechin'
You can't finesse with your tongue, you be speechless
Little twin got in that room, he ain't see shit
Left where I bought it, tell my aunt I ain't leave shit
You the one tryna' tap in, I ain't need shit
Pop tonight, everywhere I go, I ain't ringing shit
Little twin take out his eye, he ain't see shit
Tryna sell brand, thought you already tapped in
Put my money down, I just scoped me a seven
Get on that za and that za be immaculate
Junk in my hood, geeked up, tryna back the flips
Pulled on that block, I just put on the blacker lip
Nigga shoot shit with that fye, you're packable
Fuck nigga cap like he— he gon' chalk it up
I'on why I lick, now your ass gotta serve me up
Took back the za for the fee if we ain't purchase none
Order DoorDash, Uber Eats, I just search it up
Get on that Wi-Fi for that lick, my service up
Everybody blicked, what the fuck is he nervous for?
Beat kinda wiggan, they be tryna wig out
Cap like you know what you doin', you don't even know
Come to the spot and little twin, man they ranned out
Ain't nobody ask for shit, ask for no handout
808 shakin' shit, sound like a war
Throw my old drip away, back then, was poor
Little twin psych, I spent him a score
You look up to him, you think he the Lord
Do me a lick, ain't gon' lie, I was bored
Barrel on the stick kinda long like a sword
New set of wheels, the last ones I tore
Fine shit add me, I know she a dork
Pit little twin out the booth, I know he a score
My phone on DND, I ain't mean to ignore
Brought out the Drac', the Drac' sound like a chop
Lock in the destination, I got a drop
Everybody lit in my hood, ain't no drought
You ain't been tapped in, it ain't your fault
Think he get laid out, what the fuck he thought?
Fucked up my munyun, I don't know what I bought
Get away every time, I can't get caught
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Ay, watch out, ay, watch out
I got little, I got little
I got little Goxan on this motherfucker
Fuck, fuck
This little fye got some push, but I know how to treat it
Phone on DND, I ain't even receive it
Tell him, "Hit the road," hit the gag, we screechin'
'Member back down, had the racks, I was leechin'
You can't finesse with your tongue, you be speechless
Little twin got in that room, he ain't see shit
Left where I bought it, tell my aunt I ain't leave shit
You the one tryna' tap in, I ain't need shit
Pop tonight, everywhere I go, I ain't ringing shit
Little twin take out his eye, he ain't see shit
Tryna sell brand, thought you already tapped in
Put my money down, I just scoped me a seven
Get on that za and that za be immaculate
Junk in my hood, geeked up, tryna back the flips
Pulled on that block, I just put on the blacker lip
Nigga shoot shit with that fye, you're packable
Fuck nigga cap like he— he gon' chalk it up
I'on why I lick, now your ass gotta serve me up
Took back the za for the fee if we ain't purchase none
Order DoorDash, Uber Eats, I just search it up
Get on that Wi-Fi for that lick, my service up
Everybody blicked, what the fuck is he nervous for?
Beat kinda wiggan, they be tryna wig out
Cap like you know what you doin', you don't even know
Come to the spot and little twin, man they ranned out
Ain't nobody ask for shit, ask for no handout
808 shakin' shit, sound like a war
Throw my old drip away, back then, was poor
Little twin psych, I spent him a score
You look up to him, you think he the Lord
Do me a lick, ain't gon' lie, I was bored
Barrel on the stick kinda long like a sword
New set of wheels, the last ones I tore
Fine shit add me, I know she a dork
Pit little twin out the booth, I know he a score
My phone on DND, I ain't mean to ignore
Brought out the Drac', the Drac' sound like a chop
Lock in the destination, I got a drop
Everybody lit in my hood, ain't no drought
You ain't been tapped in, it ain't your fault
Think he get laid out, what the fuck he thought?
Fucked up my munyun, I don't know what I bought
Get away every time, I can't get caught
Fuck, fuck, fuck
