"eway" lyrics
Yeah, yeah
(julioo!)
(Oooh, Jayfree)
Whole lotta TopOpp shit
Whole lotta 6ix shit
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
She wanna go where it's cold, sleep by a fireplace
We can be put away from everybody as long as I got you safe
Got more money than that nigga that's tryna troll me So why the fuck they hate?
See him out in public, cross him off my list, but I'm not Peyton
I'm tryna bring all the guys, big black truck poppin' still won't get no rates
I'm off the Adderall, I ain't got no real sleep in days
Smokin' B's too long, need a new pack, his that damn nigga shake
Said that she don't like shit bout her body, but I love her shape
I was out my mind, I told that bitch she can have my children
Tryna end things right, when it comes to it, I'm still the villain
She tryna eat that pie, scared we ain't psyched, told her it's tinted
Yeah, you do shit all I don't like, but I still care about your feelings
Yeah, 6ix-way until I'm dead
Called his momma, said, she better get her son before he end up dead
I got blue cheese in my pocket, thought I was crip, just by my spread
All them good times and memories are playin' in my head
Ran that bag up on all my opps, I know they want me dead
Come try some, know that gun on me, hope you don't think I'm scared
Shells through the window, make 'em wreck
Hop out on feet, make sure he check
I ain't got my percs, and I'm upset
Lately you treat me like less, ain't gotta say shit, know I'm a mess
Bro done been on too many drills in this Nike Tech, need a new set
I want my pockets fat like DJ Khaled, that's when I feel the best
I got headies, lil' mango, shit that I'm sprayin'
I got headies, lil' mango, shit that I'm sprayin'
Smokin' on the E-Way, and my bro spin, like a DJ
When we talkin', don't be cliche
I got diamonds in my mouth, baby
She wanna go where it's cold, sleep by a fireplace
We can be put away from everybody as long as I got you safe
Got more money than every nigga that's tryna troll me So why the fuck they hate?
See him out in public, cross him off my list, but I'm not Peyton
I'm tryna bring all the guys, big black truck five percent won't get no rates
I'm off the Adderall, I ain't got no real sleep days
Smokin' B's too long, need a new pack, hear that damn nigga shake
Said that she don't like shit bout her body, but I love her shape
(julioo!)
(Oooh, Jayfree)
Whole lotta TopOpp shit
Whole lotta 6ix shit
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
She wanna go where it's cold, sleep by a fireplace
We can be put away from everybody as long as I got you safe
Got more money than that nigga that's tryna troll me So why the fuck they hate?
See him out in public, cross him off my list, but I'm not Peyton
I'm tryna bring all the guys, big black truck poppin' still won't get no rates
I'm off the Adderall, I ain't got no real sleep in days
Smokin' B's too long, need a new pack, his that damn nigga shake
Said that she don't like shit bout her body, but I love her shape
I was out my mind, I told that bitch she can have my children
Tryna end things right, when it comes to it, I'm still the villain
She tryna eat that pie, scared we ain't psyched, told her it's tinted
Yeah, you do shit all I don't like, but I still care about your feelings
Yeah, 6ix-way until I'm dead
Called his momma, said, she better get her son before he end up dead
I got blue cheese in my pocket, thought I was crip, just by my spread
All them good times and memories are playin' in my head
Ran that bag up on all my opps, I know they want me dead
Come try some, know that gun on me, hope you don't think I'm scared
Shells through the window, make 'em wreck
Hop out on feet, make sure he check
I ain't got my percs, and I'm upset
Lately you treat me like less, ain't gotta say shit, know I'm a mess
Bro done been on too many drills in this Nike Tech, need a new set
I want my pockets fat like DJ Khaled, that's when I feel the best
I got headies, lil' mango, shit that I'm sprayin'
I got headies, lil' mango, shit that I'm sprayin'
Smokin' on the E-Way, and my bro spin, like a DJ
When we talkin', don't be cliche
I got diamonds in my mouth, baby
She wanna go where it's cold, sleep by a fireplace
We can be put away from everybody as long as I got you safe
Got more money than every nigga that's tryna troll me So why the fuck they hate?
See him out in public, cross him off my list, but I'm not Peyton
I'm tryna bring all the guys, big black truck five percent won't get no rates
I'm off the Adderall, I ain't got no real sleep days
Smokin' B's too long, need a new pack, hear that damn nigga shake
Said that she don't like shit bout her body, but I love her shape
