Pur3 Evil
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๐ Lyrics
My body in Prada from Italy
White gold on my teeth ain't no silver teeth
Gave my shooter a perc he was fidgety
30 bands on me like a trilogy
Where I'm from we didn't know shit but misery
I love money just look what it did for me
It's crazy that racks were my missing piece
I spin his block with no sympathy
They talk all that talk where they gon go
Where they gon hide when I pull up they fold
The people around me never break the code
They know if they do I'll put em in a hole
All of my diamonds they glow
You just a bitch I know
My shooter off white like snow
He gon make sure that you pay what you owe
I ain't call bro in a while
His phone got tapped by the feds
I got work I got white by the pile
He touch my bread end up dead
They can say what they want I just want a check
Designer on me black and white like a ref
What color he wearing Imma turn it red
He gon leave a stain on the ground where he bled
You can hold me to everything that I just said
I dont gotta do shit just put bread on your head
I dropped outta school how the fuck could I focus
My dad was in jail he was facing like 10
I don't know how to fold I don't bend
Pick a side get off of the fence
I got too much so of course imma spend
I'm good for a while I've been thinking ahead
Don't play their music around me it's trash
Just left the bank I'm dissecting a stack
I get a bag and I run through it fast
I don't give a fuck cause it's coming right back
Then I do it again and again and again
They ain't flexin shit it's hard not to laugh
I see you outside then we gonna clash
I can't wait till I turn em into ash
I was in Mexico making American bands
I can't get enough I can't relax
Sweet life I feel like Zach
They thought they was it and got left in the past
I'm in LA in a coupe, it's black
Don't got nothin to recoup no advance
I fuckin hate when they hold out they hands
Asking for sh (I'm so sorry)
I bet if I made it right now
and they found out they'd be all on my dick
But I forgive I never forget
I told you I'm making a list, I told you that I would be rich
My own blood switched,
honest to God I didn't think they would switch
Blades in my back, the feds in the crib
Fuck em I don't think I spoke to them since
That's probably why I can never trust shit
Cuban links I got racks on my wrist
I was broke I was looking for bliss
If I take a shot then I probably won't miss
My glock flirty it's gon blow you a kiss
I keep a strap I ain't using my fist
We not the same we never gon click
Honest to God I forgot you exist
White gold on my teeth ain't no silver teeth
Gave my shooter a perc he was fidgety
30 bands on me like a trilogy
Where I'm from we didn't know shit but misery
I love money just look what it did for me
It's crazy that racks were my missing piece
I spin his block with no sympathy
They talk all that talk where they gon go
Where they gon hide when I pull up they fold
The people around me never break the code
They know if they do I'll put em in a hole
All of my diamonds they glow
You just a bitch I know
My shooter off white like snow
He gon make sure that you pay what you owe
I ain't call bro in a while
His phone got tapped by the feds
I got work I got white by the pile
He touch my bread end up dead
They can say what they want I just want a check
Designer on me black and white like a ref
What color he wearing Imma turn it red
He gon leave a stain on the ground where he bled
You can hold me to everything that I just said
I dont gotta do shit just put bread on your head
I dropped outta school how the fuck could I focus
My dad was in jail he was facing like 10
I don't know how to fold I don't bend
Pick a side get off of the fence
I got too much so of course imma spend
I'm good for a while I've been thinking ahead
Don't play their music around me it's trash
Just left the bank I'm dissecting a stack
I get a bag and I run through it fast
I don't give a fuck cause it's coming right back
Then I do it again and again and again
They ain't flexin shit it's hard not to laugh
I see you outside then we gonna clash
I can't wait till I turn em into ash
I was in Mexico making American bands
I can't get enough I can't relax
Sweet life I feel like Zach
They thought they was it and got left in the past
I'm in LA in a coupe, it's black
Don't got nothin to recoup no advance
I fuckin hate when they hold out they hands
Asking for sh (I'm so sorry)
I bet if I made it right now
and they found out they'd be all on my dick
But I forgive I never forget
I told you I'm making a list, I told you that I would be rich
My own blood switched,
honest to God I didn't think they would switch
Blades in my back, the feds in the crib
Fuck em I don't think I spoke to them since
That's probably why I can never trust shit
Cuban links I got racks on my wrist
I was broke I was looking for bliss
If I take a shot then I probably won't miss
My glock flirty it's gon blow you a kiss
I keep a strap I ain't using my fist
We not the same we never gon click
Honest to God I forgot you exist
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:17.99] My body in Prada from Italy
[00:19.98] White gold on my teeth ain't no silver teeth
[00:21.93] Gave my shooter a perc he was fidgety
[00:23.93] 30 bands on me like a trilogy
[00:26.07] Where I'm from we didn't know shit but misery
[00:27.46] I love money just look what it did for me
[00:29.84] It's crazy that racks were my missing piece
[00:31.97] I spin his block with no sympathy
[00:33.82] They talk all that talk where they gon go
[00:35.97] Where they gon hide when I pull up they fold
[00:37.98] The people around me never break the code
[00:39.96] They know if they do I'll put em in a hole
[00:41.95] All of my diamonds they glow
[00:43.93] You just a bitch I know
[00:45.55] My shooter off white like snow
[00:47.10] He gon make sure that you pay what you owe
[00:49.68] I ain't call bro in a while
[00:52.05] His phone got tapped by the feds
[00:53.20] I got work I got white by the pile
[00:55.94] He touch my bread end up dead
[00:57.59] They can say what they want I just want a check
[00:59.62] Designer on me black and white like a ref
[01:01.56] What color he wearing Imma turn it red
[01:03.46] He gon leave a stain on the ground where he bled
[01:05.57] You can hold me to everything that I just said
[01:07.52] I dont gotta do shit just put bread on your head
[01:09.95] I dropped outta school how the fuck could I focus
[01:11.53] My dad was in jail he was facing like 10
[01:13.22] I don't know how to fold I don't bend
[01:15.04] Pick a side get off of the fence
[01:16.91] I got too much so of course imma spend
[01:18.91] I'm good for a while I've been thinking ahead
[01:21.62] Don't play their music around me it's trash
[01:23.53] Just left the bank I'm dissecting a stack
[01:25.33] I get a bag and I run through it fast
[01:26.99] I don't give a fuck cause it's coming right back
[01:29.19] Then I do it again and again and again
[01:31.37] They ain't flexin shit it's hard not to laugh
[01:33.26] I see you outside then we gonna clash
[01:35.30] I can't wait till I turn em into ash
[01:37.23] I was in Mexico making American bands
[01:39.64] I can't get enough I can't relax
[01:41.66] Sweet life I feel like Zach
[01:43.89] They thought they was it and got left in the past
[01:45.58] I'm in LA in a coupe, it's black
[01:47.31] Don't got nothin to recoup no advance
[01:48.10] I fuckin hate when they hold out they hands
[01:51.37] Asking for sh (I'm so sorry)
[01:52.85] I bet if I made it right now
[01:53.40] And they found out they'd be all on my dick
[01:56.10] But I forgive I never forget
[01:58.43] I told you I'm making a list, I told you that I would be rich
[02:01.10] My own blood switched,
[02:01.46] Honest to God I didn't think they would switch
[02:04.40] Blades in my back, the feds in the crib
[02:06.68] Fuck em I don't think I spoke to them since
[02:08.59] That's probably why I can never trust shit
[02:10.34] Cuban links I got racks on my wrist
[02:12.20] I was broke I was looking for bliss
[02:14.41] If I take a shot then I probably won't miss
[02:16.70] My glock flirty it's gon blow you a kiss
[02:18.21] I keep a strap I ain't using my fist
[02:20.62] We not the same we never gon click
[02:22.30] Honest to God I forgot you exist
[02:25.03]
[00:19.98] White gold on my teeth ain't no silver teeth
[00:21.93] Gave my shooter a perc he was fidgety
[00:23.93] 30 bands on me like a trilogy
[00:26.07] Where I'm from we didn't know shit but misery
[00:27.46] I love money just look what it did for me
[00:29.84] It's crazy that racks were my missing piece
[00:31.97] I spin his block with no sympathy
[00:33.82] They talk all that talk where they gon go
[00:35.97] Where they gon hide when I pull up they fold
[00:37.98] The people around me never break the code
[00:39.96] They know if they do I'll put em in a hole
[00:41.95] All of my diamonds they glow
[00:43.93] You just a bitch I know
[00:45.55] My shooter off white like snow
[00:47.10] He gon make sure that you pay what you owe
[00:49.68] I ain't call bro in a while
[00:52.05] His phone got tapped by the feds
[00:53.20] I got work I got white by the pile
[00:55.94] He touch my bread end up dead
[00:57.59] They can say what they want I just want a check
[00:59.62] Designer on me black and white like a ref
[01:01.56] What color he wearing Imma turn it red
[01:03.46] He gon leave a stain on the ground where he bled
[01:05.57] You can hold me to everything that I just said
[01:07.52] I dont gotta do shit just put bread on your head
[01:09.95] I dropped outta school how the fuck could I focus
[01:11.53] My dad was in jail he was facing like 10
[01:13.22] I don't know how to fold I don't bend
[01:15.04] Pick a side get off of the fence
[01:16.91] I got too much so of course imma spend
[01:18.91] I'm good for a while I've been thinking ahead
[01:21.62] Don't play their music around me it's trash
[01:23.53] Just left the bank I'm dissecting a stack
[01:25.33] I get a bag and I run through it fast
[01:26.99] I don't give a fuck cause it's coming right back
[01:29.19] Then I do it again and again and again
[01:31.37] They ain't flexin shit it's hard not to laugh
[01:33.26] I see you outside then we gonna clash
[01:35.30] I can't wait till I turn em into ash
[01:37.23] I was in Mexico making American bands
[01:39.64] I can't get enough I can't relax
[01:41.66] Sweet life I feel like Zach
[01:43.89] They thought they was it and got left in the past
[01:45.58] I'm in LA in a coupe, it's black
[01:47.31] Don't got nothin to recoup no advance
[01:48.10] I fuckin hate when they hold out they hands
[01:51.37] Asking for sh (I'm so sorry)
[01:52.85] I bet if I made it right now
[01:53.40] And they found out they'd be all on my dick
[01:56.10] But I forgive I never forget
[01:58.43] I told you I'm making a list, I told you that I would be rich
[02:01.10] My own blood switched,
[02:01.46] Honest to God I didn't think they would switch
[02:04.40] Blades in my back, the feds in the crib
[02:06.68] Fuck em I don't think I spoke to them since
[02:08.59] That's probably why I can never trust shit
[02:10.34] Cuban links I got racks on my wrist
[02:12.20] I was broke I was looking for bliss
[02:14.41] If I take a shot then I probably won't miss
[02:16.70] My glock flirty it's gon blow you a kiss
[02:18.21] I keep a strap I ain't using my fist
[02:20.62] We not the same we never gon click
[02:22.30] Honest to God I forgot you exist
[02:25.03]