Ecstasy lyrics

by

Polo G


[Intro]
Uh, off this ecstasy
We gon' press up close, we ain't gon' let em breathe
Triple cross, no Triple H, I got the pedigree, uh

[Chorus]
Make the chrome heart, match my letter 'B'
We convert him to a drop top, now he catch a breeze, uh
b*tch I'm way too hot, this ain't no Fed degrees
We was thugging on that block and catching felonies
No this sh*t won't stop, we handle death with ease, uh
Foenem' glizzy poppin' off these melodies, uh
If you catch a opp', lil' boy you better squeeze
And I got this sh*t on lock, thеy lost their set of keys

[Verse]
Pop his top likе a sprite, we gon opp' shop tonight
Let some shots from my pipe, run my block with my life
Catch a opp' its on sight, up my Glock, we don't fight
One up top when I strike, make em' walk to the light
Know a b*tch that I ain't stuntin', tryna' be my Billie Jean
And I really come from nothin', hunnid fifties in my jeans
Run this money up I'm stuntin', count a fifty in my dreams
I can't kick it, I ain't punting, but I'm winning with my team, uh

[Chorus]
Make the chrome heart, match my letter 'B'
We convert him to a drop top, now he catch a breeze, uh
b*tch I'm way too hot, this ain't no Fed degrees
We was thugging on that block and catching felonies
No this sh*t won't stop, we handle death with ease, uh
Foenem' glizzy poppin' off these melodies, uh
If you catch a opp', lil' boy you better squeeze
And I got this sh*t on lock, they lost their set of keys
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