"White Noise" lyrics
I'm bouta walk up in this mothafucka
Like I own this shit
Lay a mothafucka down
If he gon run his lips
Stack up paper
Just to buy myself another whip
Till I rip
Catch me mobbin, I don't miss a flip
I'm bouta walk up in this mothafucka
Like I own this shit
Lay a mothafucka down
If he gon run his lips
Stack up paper
Just to buy myself another whip
Till I rip
Catch me mobbin, I don't miss a flip
Yea, it's T.R.I.P.
Middle finger hanging out the whip
Chrome shinin tails
Dancing every time I dip
Flatline, fuck the rest
Yeah, I'm talking shit
Suck my dick
All you mothafuckas counterfeit
Pull up with the gang
UAV till the grave
We ain't done, it's a break
Pump that shotty to you face hoe
Shoulder hurting
When I'm busting out that Draco
Say you got it
You ain't running your own payroll
Yeah it's T.R.I.P.
Chrome flash
When I lane switch
Flatline on the tee
That's the same clique
Big bodies, low stance
Let the frame sit
Talk tough on the net
But never say shit
UAV up on my back
We ain't switching sides
Everybody got opinions
Till it's time to ride
I've been working every day
While you getting high
Now they looking at the movement
Unaverage until we die
I'm bouta walk up in this mothafucka
Like I own this shit
Lay a mothafucka down
If he gon run his lips
Stack up paper
Just to buy myself another whip
Till I rip
Catch me mobbin, I don't miss a flip
I'm bouta walk up in this mothafucka
Like I own this shit
Lay a mothafucka down
If he gon run his lips
Stack up paper
Just to buy myself another whip
Till I rip
Catch me mobbin, I don't miss a flip
Hold facts
Just to talk shit
He a fuck boy
Waitin in the back
Pin the tax
It's his last voice
Movin forward
Overthinkin is a bad choice
Gettin lost
Which are things that
You can't avoid
Mind is skippin
A lot of days
Hidden problems
Always stay
I'll give all, to see all, it be all the same
To get it in, then get out
Then take on the blame
Every loss left a mark
Now it's etched in my brain
I'm not surprised by the lies
Only feelin the pain
Gettin cut by the nails
As I'm building the frame
It's not the life that I chose
But the one I escape
Like I own this shit
Lay a mothafucka down
If he gon run his lips
Stack up paper
Just to buy myself another whip
Till I rip
Catch me mobbin, I don't miss a flip
I'm bouta walk up in this mothafucka
Like I own this shit
Lay a mothafucka down
If he gon run his lips
Stack up paper
Just to buy myself another whip
Till I rip
Catch me mobbin, I don't miss a flip
Yea, it's T.R.I.P.
Middle finger hanging out the whip
Chrome shinin tails
Dancing every time I dip
Flatline, fuck the rest
Yeah, I'm talking shit
Suck my dick
All you mothafuckas counterfeit
Pull up with the gang
UAV till the grave
We ain't done, it's a break
Pump that shotty to you face hoe
Shoulder hurting
When I'm busting out that Draco
Say you got it
You ain't running your own payroll
Yeah it's T.R.I.P.
Chrome flash
When I lane switch
Flatline on the tee
That's the same clique
Big bodies, low stance
Let the frame sit
Talk tough on the net
But never say shit
UAV up on my back
We ain't switching sides
Everybody got opinions
Till it's time to ride
I've been working every day
While you getting high
Now they looking at the movement
Unaverage until we die
I'm bouta walk up in this mothafucka
Like I own this shit
Lay a mothafucka down
If he gon run his lips
Stack up paper
Just to buy myself another whip
Till I rip
Catch me mobbin, I don't miss a flip
I'm bouta walk up in this mothafucka
Like I own this shit
Lay a mothafucka down
If he gon run his lips
Stack up paper
Just to buy myself another whip
Till I rip
Catch me mobbin, I don't miss a flip
Hold facts
Just to talk shit
He a fuck boy
Waitin in the back
Pin the tax
It's his last voice
Movin forward
Overthinkin is a bad choice
Gettin lost
Which are things that
You can't avoid
Mind is skippin
A lot of days
Hidden problems
Always stay
I'll give all, to see all, it be all the same
To get it in, then get out
Then take on the blame
Every loss left a mark
Now it's etched in my brain
I'm not surprised by the lies
Only feelin the pain
Gettin cut by the nails
As I'm building the frame
It's not the life that I chose
But the one I escape
