5% Tint lyrics

by

MBox


(Prada did it) Yeah
I'm still taking all the-
I'm still taking all the risks
You still gotta pay me, I don't care if you got kids
I'm in the country, servin Ritz
Cotton Candy Faygo to a Quagen wanna Tris
My b*tch went to Miami, Flew back new pair of tits
Paid a 5 piece for a [?] turned out 15 thousand kicks
I'll sip this juice and then after that I call it quits
I just sent my b*tch a thousand just to get her off my di*k

Cleared my [?]
Cause he tried to cut my throat, I put my foot against his neck
Green fifteens, they think I'm playing for the Jets
Text my drank plug everyday like always tell me whats on deck
Captain of this boat im Johnny Depp
Once I finish work, and hit the city, find some legs
This codeinе will put a gangster straight to bed
150,000 in all blues, that boy a fеd

Still collecting bread from three years ago
We just scored the first pint, only three more to go
We got red, yellow three fees, line up and go
Celine on my body, lean out the back door
My brodie love me 'cause I feed him the lows
I just flew out to Cali and they feed me the bows
Packs land out in Russia, blue cheese by the load
Doing fine off the packs, but I still need to grow
Im doing fine, but I always need that extra income
I can fix that stolen X6, switch the VIN num
Got a book of Cali pros, we just let the bins dump
Used to ride fishbowl, now the limo tint's on

Supercharged 2020, haters think I fronted
I got some Local Asian work they fire purple punches
From outside in the city, its at least an onion
Backed up im catching .9s for a calm hunnid
My brodie dropped his scat pack, off his stack packs
JFK, seven pints in my backpack
Flew to Cali, came back same day, it was a light jab

I need some help to unload these 710 labs
New York Cities different cause the population
Plugs Dominican, Bengalis, but I love the Asians
Most important part of trapping is to practice patience
Got paid to put my team on so we all can make it

Swear I lift so many plates, I don't need the gym
sh*t, I'll cash out 30 packs if it's really him
Last year I sold bags for 12, and they dropped the stim
Now that everybody's broke, it's only me that sips
Now that Walgreens burnt out, it's only me that scores
2019, $200, you could get a four
Must admit this lean sh*t has opened lots of doors
Whipple on the Shelby GT, they think I work for Ford
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