1942 (feat. Yo Gotti & YBN Nahmir)

Lyrics

I don't follow rules and they don't like that
 I was skippin' school to get my sack right
 My bitch text me and ask why I don't text back
 My dog got outta prison and went right back
 These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's
 I'ma hit that if she let me
 They don't like how I talk that (Hitmaka)
 Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin'
 '42, I'm steady sippin'
 Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that yeah
 These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's
 I'ma hit that if she let me
 They don't like how I talk that
 Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin'
 '42, I'm steady sippin'
 Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that
 Yeah, yeah
 I don't follow rules and they don't like that
 Hit the club with wifey, brought a dime bag
 Hit the three twice and run it right back
 I'm only here tonight 'cause in the morning got a flight back
 Talkin' it, but you ain't livin' like that
 The Porsche cost a hundred, this is twice that
 Flooded all my diamonds, Poland Spring
 Back in Oakland I'm a king, I know and Halsey is a ting
 Yeah, 'Rari detailed, there's not a speck of dust on it
 I'ma get the bag, you can put some trust on it
 Everything is new, so it's never rust on it
 And her booty so big you could park a bus on it
 Yee, yee!
 These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's
 I'ma hit that if she let me
 They don't like how I talk that, yeah
 Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin'
 '42, I'm steady sippin' (Woo)
 Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that, yeah (Off that)
 These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's
 I'ma hit that if she let me
 They don't like how I talk that
 Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin'
 '42, I'm steady sippin'
 Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that
 I don't follow rules and they don't like that
 I was skippin' school to get my sack right
 My bitch text me and ask why I don't text back
 My dog got outta prison and went right back
 28 on that scale, right back to the money
 Stunting hard, show and tell like that
 Yeah, Versace table, Fendi rug
 And I got it out the mud
 These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's
 I'ma hit that if she let me
 They don't like how I talk that, yeah
 Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin'
 '42, I'm steady sippin'
 Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that, yeah
 These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's
 I'ma hit that if she let me
 They don't like how I talk that, yeah
 Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin'
 '42, I'm steady sippin'
 Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that (Ayy, ayy)
 Red Christian Loubs, I rock designer shoes
 Hunnid bands for my coupe, I speed and they go vroom
 Baby hit my line because she see them stars in the roof
 I'm up, now the whole gang got 24's on the coupes
 Take a L, me, never
 We in love, I lied
 Foreigns what we ride
 In the jet, we fly
 If he sayin' he respect me, then it's likewise
 Another man saved from another drive-by
 I like the way she shake that cake, it's like a race
 If she bad, I might take her out, not on a date
 Say she boujee, she hit my phone, 'cause her nigga lame
 A 100K just off two shows, spent that in a day
 These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's
 I'ma hit that if she let me
 They don't like how I talk that, yeah
 Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin'
 '42, I'm steady sippin'
 Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that, yeah
 These brand new, don't step on my Balenci's
 I'ma hit that if she let me
 They don't like how I talk that
 Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin'
 '42, I'm steady sippin'
 Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:33
Key
4
Tempo
163 BPM

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