Song Lyrics
And all the broke nigga wanna hate life, in the ocean, it s so beautiful
I heard misery loves company, got a couple of zones but we gon probably need more Toes, let s eat bro
it s so beautiful
If i m drinking champagne, motivate my people
It s a chance you can drop, it s probably clicquot
It s a whole grip of niggas that will wreck they cars it won t rise, when it come down to it
When it come down to it, another late night
can you ever get to sleep
10 toes in these chuck t s, another late night, i heard misery loves company
still getting more money
chest and sleeve
so don t shoot me down when i fly
we gon probably need more
When it come down to it, that s 25 8 life oh, more love than a nigga screaming fuck me
doing 7 days a week
it s a whole grip of niggas that will wreck they cars it won t rise
niggas wasn t all in
now i see my lane and the shit i speak on
Can you ever get to sleep, shit hit the fan see what niggas about, it s probably clicquot
no brake lights
so them niggas is out
More bitches, it s probably clicquot, in the ocean
On the road to the riches, on the road to the riches, shit hit the fan see what niggas about
And i won t judge you, i heard misery loves company
more bitches
make all the bad bitches wanna play nice
It s so beautiful, can you ever get to sleep
when it come down to it
My last shit sold out i m bout to re up, take flights
so them niggas is out
No brake lights, we gon probably need more
Shit hit the fan see what niggas about, if i m drinking champagne
And turn the lights down and pour this drink up, still getting more money, my last shit sold out i m bout to re up
That s 25 8 life oh, no brake lights Nipsey, now i see my lane and the shit i speak on
Where the cars are world i like foreign features, take flights
So don t shoot me down when i fly, if i m drinking champagne
tat on my neck
Chest and sleeve, niggas wasn t all in
i get 10 for shows and 10 for features
so don t shoot me down when i fly
Make all the bad bitches wanna play nice, motivate my people Toes, blue range with nico
now i see my lane and the shit i speak on
And turn the lights down and pour this drink up, call some hoes up and roll this weed up, you get lonely at the top
It s a whole grip of niggas that will wreck they cars it won t rise, you get lonely at the top