"ISMMMM" lyrics
Eddy Hardy on my tee
Crosses on my denim
Heart wings on that Jeep
Viper spittin' out venom
She wanna get on my program
Might put her onto my Ism'
Yo nigga ain't even that nigga, I'm glad I don't know that feeling
I bet I could buy your (Pshh), that shit is probably realistic
New money blue bills and vintage
DVN had to tailor my stitching
Extra pockets holding in with the fire
Got racks weighing down my britches
Heart wings on the Jeep
Viper spittin' out venom
She wanna get on my program
Might put her onto the Ism'
Yo nigga ain't' that nigga, I'm glad I don't know that feeling
Bet I could buy your (Shh), that shit is probably realistic
New money blue bills and vintage
DVN had to tailor my stitching
On the stove put the pot onto high
That ketamine hit a little different
Extra pockets sold for a five
Got racks weighing down my britches
Got racks weighing down my britches
Got racks weighing down my britches
Playing in the snow
Bunnies from Lululemon
Trying beat down with my guys
How the fuck you do that for an image
Talking down the whole time trying to fit in
Got the yard convert me to Christian
This Tris gon' turn me Tristian
True Religion my whole shoe dipped in
Orange wide-body peel off the seal
Where the cups at
Where the cups at
Where the cups at
Jakies in my body
Baby this blazer suits me
Warheads to your lobby, nuke em before they knew me
Talk her out them panties
Finesse her out her nudies
Doji on them Xannies it's gon do us doodie
Niggas really dying about sloppy seconds from these groupies
Nigga nothing changed, you still a lame, you just got jewelry
I need a piece of the pie
I ain't goin, bitch I'm clueless
Pull it then watch it spit
Mobstick, wet, and jewelry
Eddy Hardy on my tee
Crosses on my denim
Heart wings on that Jeep
Viper spittin' out venom
She wanna get on my program
Might put her onto my Ism'
Yo nigga ain't even that nigga, I'm glad I don't know that feeling
I bet I could buy your (Pshh), that shit is probably realistic
New money blue bills and vintage
DVN had to tailor my stitching
Extra pockets holding in the fire
Got racks weighing down my britches
Light stove will put em on eye
That ketamine hit a little different
Playing in the snow
Bunnies, Lululemon
Trying beat down with my guys
How the fuck you do that for an image
Have a flow with the racks, I'm drowning
Have a flow with the racks, I'm drowning
Have a flow with the racks, I'm drowning
Have a flow with the racks, I'm drowning
Crosses on my denim
Heart wings on that Jeep
Viper spittin' out venom
She wanna get on my program
Might put her onto my Ism'
Yo nigga ain't even that nigga, I'm glad I don't know that feeling
I bet I could buy your (Pshh), that shit is probably realistic
New money blue bills and vintage
DVN had to tailor my stitching
Extra pockets holding in with the fire
Got racks weighing down my britches
Heart wings on the Jeep
Viper spittin' out venom
She wanna get on my program
Might put her onto the Ism'
Yo nigga ain't' that nigga, I'm glad I don't know that feeling
Bet I could buy your (Shh), that shit is probably realistic
New money blue bills and vintage
DVN had to tailor my stitching
On the stove put the pot onto high
That ketamine hit a little different
Extra pockets sold for a five
Got racks weighing down my britches
Got racks weighing down my britches
Got racks weighing down my britches
Playing in the snow
Bunnies from Lululemon
Trying beat down with my guys
How the fuck you do that for an image
Talking down the whole time trying to fit in
Got the yard convert me to Christian
This Tris gon' turn me Tristian
True Religion my whole shoe dipped in
Orange wide-body peel off the seal
Where the cups at
Where the cups at
Where the cups at
Jakies in my body
Baby this blazer suits me
Warheads to your lobby, nuke em before they knew me
Talk her out them panties
Finesse her out her nudies
Doji on them Xannies it's gon do us doodie
Niggas really dying about sloppy seconds from these groupies
Nigga nothing changed, you still a lame, you just got jewelry
I need a piece of the pie
I ain't goin, bitch I'm clueless
Pull it then watch it spit
Mobstick, wet, and jewelry
Eddy Hardy on my tee
Crosses on my denim
Heart wings on that Jeep
Viper spittin' out venom
She wanna get on my program
Might put her onto my Ism'
Yo nigga ain't even that nigga, I'm glad I don't know that feeling
I bet I could buy your (Pshh), that shit is probably realistic
New money blue bills and vintage
DVN had to tailor my stitching
Extra pockets holding in the fire
Got racks weighing down my britches
Light stove will put em on eye
That ketamine hit a little different
Playing in the snow
Bunnies, Lululemon
Trying beat down with my guys
How the fuck you do that for an image
Have a flow with the racks, I'm drowning
Have a flow with the racks, I'm drowning
Have a flow with the racks, I'm drowning
Have a flow with the racks, I'm drowning
