Video Shoot (V1) – ian Lyrics
"Ian, wake yo ass up, always smoking weed"
I was late to my last show cause i was smoking weed
I just found a five and turned that bitch to a hadid
Yeah, Huh
"Ian, wake yo ass up, always smoking weed"
I was late to my last show cause i was smoking weed
I just found a five and turned that bitch to a hadid
Plane back to Cali, gas at the door still
Boy run his mouth, we runnin' straight to his door step
Boy, i could give a damn who you talk with
Million dollar combo and i'm still on that top shelf
I was hittin' that hoe until she bored me with the face
So much gas inside my lungs, i sound like Bernie fucking Sanders
I just dropped to Paris for a stormy fucking day
I-i-i could say some real shit and ho wouldn't understand it
So much mud in my cup, bitch, I'd probably leave a stain
Should've bought some real estate, my dumb ass bought a chain
Ridin' with my killers, bitch, we make you feel some pain
So damn high, a nigga startin' to talk like Johnny Dang
Baby Sosa always wanted the Cutlass with some wings
That's why I grew up and set that Lambo' on them things
Run up on the gang, we take your bitch ass to the range
Send you to the sky, you're just not goin' on a plane
Nigga, I don't know you, I don't wanna shake your hand
Life give you lemons, make a lemonade stand
Money over bitches, nigga, we only chasin' bands
Three things I won't take, shit, pussy, and a stand
Seen me in the hood, I probably sold your ass a kilo
And when I was broke, bitches still was jockin' steelo
On a Lamborghini yacht, ho, I ain't settlin' for a speedboat
Bought my cars cash, so them bitches can't get repo'd
Plane back to Cali, gas at the door still
Boy run his mouth, we runnin' straight to his door step
Boy, i could give a damn who you talk with
Million dollar combo and i'm still on that top shelf
I was hittin' that hoe until she bored me with the face
So much gas inside my lungs, i sound like Bernie fucking Sanders
I just dropped to Paris for a stormy fucking day (Yeah)
I-i-i could say some real shit and ho wouldn't understand it
2016 Westbrook, You're cool but your team sucks
Wearing 70,000 in a plain fucking T-shirt
Finna take yo ass to school, i'm the teacher
No, i don't remember what you told, i was geeked though
Oh, boy, you gettin' way too old for a Finsta
Ho straight from 90210, She don't get none
Throw off a different type of dope, I don't feel none
I could probably pay for yo abode with a fit pic
Treat the 'rari like a motherfuckin' ripstick
She treat the molly like some motherfuckin' candy
I couldn't walk a mile in those sorry ass sandals
There's paper on the ground, tell me, why the hell i stand up?
