Windows Up

Song

Windows Up

Molly Santana · Masonic Musik · 2024 · 2:04

Lyrics

Woah, woah Woah They turnin' on me Droppin' them bags, I'm doin' my deeds (Yeah, yeah) Five hunnid a P, you stay on my trail You get wacked like some weeds (Uh, uh) 100k for the feat But it's no guarantee that I hop on the beat (Hop on the beat) You can't sell me no dream I've been juggin', finessin' since I was a teen (Yeah) Can't sell me shit Ever since I was born been wavy like Port (Been wavy like) Hit straight to the store I'm ballin', no court, I do it, no sports (Woah) Been gettin' it in, scorin' them wins, freein' my sins (Yeah) It don't get deeper than this He sendin' a diss, he could get lit (Woah) So I say it like this, you can never, ever hit this lick (Woah) You could never, ever, be this bitch But certainly, you could be my kid (My kid) Run on my trail, baby, you might trip Stealing my sound, baby, you get skipped I ain't no flop, baby, you get flipped Foldin' like paper, yeah, you get ripped (Ripped) Ridin' in a big black truck, got all my windows up (Woah) Ain't tryna' see no one, I try blow the speakers up (Woah) Ain't tryna' be your crush, don't call me when you need someone (Woah) They stuck on the bleachers I tell that bitch "Go be someone" (Be someone) They turnin' on me Droppin' them bags, I'm doin' my deeds (Yeah, yeah) Five hunnid a P Stay on my trail, you get wacked like some weeds (Uh, uh) 100k for the feat But it's no guarantee that I hop on the beat (Hop on the beat) You can't sell me no dream I've been jugging, finessin' since I was a teen (Yeah) Can't sell me shit (Woah) Ever since I was born been wavy like Port Hit straight to the store I'm ballin', no court, I do it, no sports (Woah) Been gettin' it in, scorin' them wins, freein' my sins (Yeah) It don't get deeper than this He sendin' a diss, he could get lit (Woah) Ridin' in a big black truck, got all my windows up (Woah) Ain't tryna' see no one, I try blow the speakers up (Woah) Ain't tryna' be your crush, don't call me when you need someone (Woah) They stuck on the bleachers I tell that bitch "Go be someone" (Be someone) They turnin' on me I'm doin' my deeds Hop on the beat Can't sell me no dream Since I was a teen

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