"7 AM In Munich" lyrics

"7 AM In Munich"
(feat. Kodak Black)

Yeah, nigga
Ayy, ayy
Phew, phew
Skii
Gang, gang
Yeah

I ain't tryna do a thing but keep on runnin' it up
I see they got a couple bucks, they still ain't fuckin' with us
Even a fan of switchin' up, I can't give no one my trust
I told that bitch she for the streets, so I can't put her in cuffs
She see these diamonds and the cheese, I bet she let me crush
Stop all that beefin' 'bout the cheese, you niggas be doin' too much
Mix the grabba with the weed, nigga, I ain't smokin' no Dutch
I'm tryna smoke the pain away, I just been rollin' itt= up
Did this shit all by myself, no, I don't owe these niggas nothin'
You already know how this shit get, that's why brodie keep his gun
Man, I been countin' up all these blues, this shit been fuckin' with my thumb
You'd think my niggas was in a band how they be poppin' out with drums

Ain't nothin' like them lame niggas who be going through your stuff
Bitch, I ain't gon' trip, it's all the same, bae, if you don't let me fuck
I ain't bring the shit in this cave ain't for nothin', I'ma dump
Just waitin' on a nigga to say my name, he gettin' flushed
I feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning
I don't remember being sober like I don't think 'bout my organs
You already know I snuck the dope in, got the Wock' way in Poland
Ain't gon' fake it 'til you make it, they gon' hate 'cause you trollin'

Uh, I told my nigga to stack them bands and I'ma stack 'em up with you
I told lil' Yak, "You gotta keep puttin' on for all the young niggas"
How the fuck my diamonds flashin'? I ain't takin' no picture
My niggas been about that action, the way they ride with them pistols
If she ain't tryna let me fuck, I just might try it with her sister
They say I should've been a ref', I swear the kid so official
Do my thing real quick, then cut her off, I bet she gon' miss me
Off that drink, I got her out her drawers, think she a lil' tipsy
Got a pocket full of blues on me, them bitches so crispy
Yeah, nigga, I swear I ain't been broke in a minute
I'm from Florida where we wear Cubans and take trips to the dentist
I turned into a boss, can't take a loss 'cause I'm winning

Ain't nothin' like them lame niggas who be going through your stuff
Bitch, I ain't gon' trip, it's all the same, bae, if you don't let me fuck
I ain't bring the shit in this cave ain't for nothin', I'ma dump
Just waitin' on a nigga to say my name, he gettin' flushed
I feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning
I don't remember being sober like I don't think 'bout my organs
You already know I snuck the dope in, got the Wock' way in Poland
Ain't gon' fake it 'til you make it, they gon' hate 'cause you trollin'

You get that skrilla, nigga, don't blow it, these hoes be goin' already
Told Luh Tyler, "Dog, you gotta stack your money like Perry"
You better be standin' on your shit when them accounts timed out
And I don't give a fuck, you better not ever tell a bitch what you got
And I don't give a fuck, you better not ever show your left with your right
And I don't give a fuck, you better not ever let 'em play with you twice

Nigga
Yeah, ayy
Phew, skii


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