"Treason" lyrics
Rico Ace & EsDeeKid Lyrics
[Rico Ace:]
W-w-whizzin' round in a foreign coupe
Doin' everything I wanted to
Forest Gump, but it's the money that I'm runnin' to
Fingers on the pinkie, now it's hundreds that I'm thumbin' through
Thumbin' through, man, I gotta get these P's in
I get money, now girls love me for no reason
Might treat you like a king, but she with me commitin' treason
Man, I gotta get this weed out, and get codeine in
W-w-w-winnin' every season
Yeah, we winnin' all year 'round
Year 'round, Ace is what they cheer out
Zip and a double cup, now Ace is thinkin' clear now
Pourin' up 4s, you should feel lucky you're pourin' up 7s with me
No one other than like legends with me
Quit the bitchin', man, you're just a peasant to me
Big steppers, I brought my bredrin with me
I want diamonds, so come apply pressure with me
Juice, she said wanted to sky
We smoke and get high, then she come up to Heaven with me
'Cause I'm at the top, I'm at the top and I'm here to stay
Smokin' up grams, I had years to wait
But just like the Porsche, I ain't geared to brake, geared to— huh
I'm at the top, I'm at the top and I'm here to stay
Smokin' up grams, I had years to wait
But just like the Porsche, I ain't geared to brake, brake-brake
W-w-whizzin' round in a foreign coupe
Doin' everything I wanted to
Forest Gump, but it's the money that I'm runnin' to
Fingers on the pinkie, now it's hundreds that I'm thumbin' through
Thumbin' through, man, I gotta get these P's in
I get money, now girls love me for no reason
Might treat you like a king, but she with me commitin' treason
Man, I gotta get this weed out, and get codeine in
[EsDeeKid:]
We get codeine in, from mornin' to this evening
Kid, this crib's got premium lean in
Can't do shit till the spice starts bleedin'
I get whiffed every time that I breathe in
I fight 'round in the Merc or the Bimmer
I go two-ton in the Hum' with the team in
Five of the 'shrooms, make sure done dreamin', I need it
I'm takin' the risk, I'm takin' me chips and I'm bettin' on nish
All of these people be talkin' statistics when there's nobody that's better than this
Whippin' around in the back of a foreign coupe, and these feelings are never enough
All of this lean in me cup got me messy-messy, I feel like I'm levelin' up
Doin' up lapbacks up in that backpack, five tons stuffed in this backpack
I'm turnt up off these daddies, lad, I'm thinkin' that I'm Batman
I'm livin' in these flashbacks, the kush is always Afghan
The speakers blow, and now you know, it's canine and it's blackjack
[Rico Ace:]
Ace bottles by the case to the face, ain't struggle, sippin' hard
We found weed foreign cars, she's callin' the feds, she need a menage
Pullin' the strings like guitar, been ahead of the game, I ain't need an advance
You said I wasn't gonna shine, I jumped in the sky, realigned the stars, stars
Ace bottles by the case, goggles are Supreme, facin' it like 20/20
Louboutins, cop 'em like Lelli Kelly
Millions, I done made many, many
You want gas? 'Cause I really get petty-petty
Hit my celly-celly if it's heavy-heavy
Labels want me for a mill', and I'm thinkin', "For real? I made that already-ready", like
W-w-whizzin' round in a foreign coupe
Doin' everything I wanted to
Forest Gump, but it's the money that I'm runnin' to
Fingers on the pinkie, now it's hundreds that I'm thumbin' through
Thumbin' through, man, I gotta get these P's in
I get money, now girls love me for no reason
Might treat you like a king, but she with me commitin' treason
Man, I gotta get this weed out, and get codeine in
W-w-whizzin' round in a foreign coupe
Doin' everything I wanted to
Forest Gump, but it's the money that I'm runnin' to
Fingers on the pinkie, now it's hundreds that I'm thumbin' through
Thumbin' through, man, I gotta get these P's in
I get money, now girls love me for no reason
Might treat you like a king, but she with me commitin' treason
Man, I gotta get this weed out, and get codeine in
W-w-w-winnin' every season
Yeah, we winnin' all year 'round
Year 'round, Ace is what they cheer out
Zip and a double cup, now Ace is thinkin' clear now
Pourin' up 4s, you should feel lucky you're pourin' up 7s with me
No one other than like legends with me
Quit the bitchin', man, you're just a peasant to me
Big steppers, I brought my bredrin with me
I want diamonds, so come apply pressure with me
Juice, she said wanted to sky
We smoke and get high, then she come up to Heaven with me
'Cause I'm at the top, I'm at the top and I'm here to stay
Smokin' up grams, I had years to wait
But just like the Porsche, I ain't geared to brake, geared to— huh
I'm at the top, I'm at the top and I'm here to stay
Smokin' up grams, I had years to wait
But just like the Porsche, I ain't geared to brake, brake-brake
W-w-whizzin' round in a foreign coupe
Doin' everything I wanted to
Forest Gump, but it's the money that I'm runnin' to
Fingers on the pinkie, now it's hundreds that I'm thumbin' through
Thumbin' through, man, I gotta get these P's in
I get money, now girls love me for no reason
Might treat you like a king, but she with me commitin' treason
Man, I gotta get this weed out, and get codeine in
[EsDeeKid:]
We get codeine in, from mornin' to this evening
Kid, this crib's got premium lean in
Can't do shit till the spice starts bleedin'
I get whiffed every time that I breathe in
I fight 'round in the Merc or the Bimmer
I go two-ton in the Hum' with the team in
Five of the 'shrooms, make sure done dreamin', I need it
I'm takin' the risk, I'm takin' me chips and I'm bettin' on nish
All of these people be talkin' statistics when there's nobody that's better than this
Whippin' around in the back of a foreign coupe, and these feelings are never enough
All of this lean in me cup got me messy-messy, I feel like I'm levelin' up
Doin' up lapbacks up in that backpack, five tons stuffed in this backpack
I'm turnt up off these daddies, lad, I'm thinkin' that I'm Batman
I'm livin' in these flashbacks, the kush is always Afghan
The speakers blow, and now you know, it's canine and it's blackjack
[Rico Ace:]
Ace bottles by the case to the face, ain't struggle, sippin' hard
We found weed foreign cars, she's callin' the feds, she need a menage
Pullin' the strings like guitar, been ahead of the game, I ain't need an advance
You said I wasn't gonna shine, I jumped in the sky, realigned the stars, stars
Ace bottles by the case, goggles are Supreme, facin' it like 20/20
Louboutins, cop 'em like Lelli Kelly
Millions, I done made many, many
You want gas? 'Cause I really get petty-petty
Hit my celly-celly if it's heavy-heavy
Labels want me for a mill', and I'm thinkin', "For real? I made that already-ready", like
W-w-whizzin' round in a foreign coupe
Doin' everything I wanted to
Forest Gump, but it's the money that I'm runnin' to
Fingers on the pinkie, now it's hundreds that I'm thumbin' through
Thumbin' through, man, I gotta get these P's in
I get money, now girls love me for no reason
Might treat you like a king, but she with me commitin' treason
Man, I gotta get this weed out, and get codeine in
