Loosie
๐ต 1638 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:57 duration
๐ ID: 20670503
๐ Lyrics
(I feel like) comatose, overdose, over doped
Caught the southwest on my mama dime, oh how coach
Made it apparent that I may be cloaked, but ain't disappearing
Oh, I'm a soldier, I tote my pole
My vote is, I go, get rich on them
I've been creeping on the come up, ya bitch
My account is going dumb up, ya bitch
Just know that they won't be the only bands I drum up, ya bitch
I feel like Kobe like right at the end
Dropped 81 I could sure use a luncheon (feed me baby)
Blow out the pound like a hippie I just want peace in the public
Show out of town, these bitches be foul, like so out of bounds
Travelin' I be on point like a javelin'
You just be pokin' around
I know, what you should, and don't wanna'
The future is among us, ya bitch
Your son a star from dusk to sun up, ya bitch
Even when it's dark he light up a different part, loosie
(La, La) x9
Mama, Mama
Aye
(I feel like) My mama I deserve a trophy
How you handle loosie he got all that nerve
Stayed home permanently, stained clothes
Said at least I don't be throwin' parties here while y'all at work
Age ain't nothin' but a slave name trust me
I'm scared how rich I think I'm finna be before I'm twenty-three (m's, m's, mmhmm)
Bitch I smell like commas
Village eatin' it's a fuckin' feast, have a fuckin' seat
All my fans is hot because y'all been a fuckin' sleep
I live a dream, you live a scene, feel me
Trying to fill the mold just like a fuckin' sheep (Baaaa)
Formed your whole opinion off a fuckin' tweet (stupid ass niggas)
Silence can kill, if I speak, just know I ain't no preacher, no I can't go
I am not for sale, but this shit that rewind
Fuck that remix, ya feel me
Caught the southwest on my mama dime, oh how coach
Made it apparent that I may be cloaked, but ain't disappearing
Oh, I'm a soldier, I tote my pole
My vote is, I go, get rich on them
I've been creeping on the come up, ya bitch
My account is going dumb up, ya bitch
Just know that they won't be the only bands I drum up, ya bitch
I feel like Kobe like right at the end
Dropped 81 I could sure use a luncheon (feed me baby)
Blow out the pound like a hippie I just want peace in the public
Show out of town, these bitches be foul, like so out of bounds
Travelin' I be on point like a javelin'
You just be pokin' around
I know, what you should, and don't wanna'
The future is among us, ya bitch
Your son a star from dusk to sun up, ya bitch
Even when it's dark he light up a different part, loosie
(La, La) x9
Mama, Mama
Aye
(I feel like) My mama I deserve a trophy
How you handle loosie he got all that nerve
Stayed home permanently, stained clothes
Said at least I don't be throwin' parties here while y'all at work
Age ain't nothin' but a slave name trust me
I'm scared how rich I think I'm finna be before I'm twenty-three (m's, m's, mmhmm)
Bitch I smell like commas
Village eatin' it's a fuckin' feast, have a fuckin' seat
All my fans is hot because y'all been a fuckin' sleep
I live a dream, you live a scene, feel me
Trying to fill the mold just like a fuckin' sheep (Baaaa)
Formed your whole opinion off a fuckin' tweet (stupid ass niggas)
Silence can kill, if I speak, just know I ain't no preacher, no I can't go
I am not for sale, but this shit that rewind
Fuck that remix, ya feel me
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.80] (I feel like) comatose, overdose, over doped
[00:30.37] Caught the southwest on my mama dime, oh how coach
[00:33.63] Made it apparent that I may be cloaked, but ain't disappearing
[00:36.76] Oh, I'm a soldier, I tote my pole
[00:40.46] My vote is, I go, get rich on them
[00:43.61] I've been creeping on the come up, ya bitch
[00:47.69] My account is going dumb up, ya bitch
[00:50.33] Just know that they won't be the only bands I drum up, ya bitch
[00:53.22] I feel like Kobe like right at the end
[00:55.37] Dropped 81 I could sure use a luncheon (feed me baby)
[00:58.22] Blow out the pound like a hippie I just want peace in the public
[01:00.23] Show out of town, these bitches be foul, like so out of bounds
[01:03.64] Travelin' I be on point like a javelin'
[01:05.63] You just be pokin' around
[01:07.59] I know, what you should, and don't wanna'
[01:10.79] The future is among us, ya bitch
[01:13.59] Your son a star from dusk to sun up, ya bitch
[01:16.56] Even when it's dark he light up a different part, loosie
[01:20.26] (La, La) x9
[01:41.53] Mama, Mama
[01:44.94] Aye
[01:46.54] (I feel like) My mama I deserve a trophy
[01:50.02] How you handle loosie he got all that nerve
[01:53.57] Stayed home permanently, stained clothes
[01:56.18] Said at least I don't be throwin' parties here while y'all at work
[01:59.90] Age ain't nothin' but a slave name trust me
[02:03.64] I'm scared how rich I think I'm finna be before I'm twenty-three (m's, m's, mmhmm)
[02:08.40] Bitch I smell like commas
[02:10.07] Village eatin' it's a fuckin' feast, have a fuckin' seat
[02:14.36] All my fans is hot because y'all been a fuckin' sleep
[02:17.47] I live a dream, you live a scene, feel me
[02:20.37] Trying to fill the mold just like a fuckin' sheep (Baaaa)
[02:24.33] Formed your whole opinion off a fuckin' tweet (stupid ass niggas)
[02:28.00] Silence can kill, if I speak, just know I ain't no preacher, no I can't go
[02:34.33] I am not for sale, but this shit that rewind
[02:37.60] Fuck that remix, ya feel me
[02:40.12]
[00:30.37] Caught the southwest on my mama dime, oh how coach
[00:33.63] Made it apparent that I may be cloaked, but ain't disappearing
[00:36.76] Oh, I'm a soldier, I tote my pole
[00:40.46] My vote is, I go, get rich on them
[00:43.61] I've been creeping on the come up, ya bitch
[00:47.69] My account is going dumb up, ya bitch
[00:50.33] Just know that they won't be the only bands I drum up, ya bitch
[00:53.22] I feel like Kobe like right at the end
[00:55.37] Dropped 81 I could sure use a luncheon (feed me baby)
[00:58.22] Blow out the pound like a hippie I just want peace in the public
[01:00.23] Show out of town, these bitches be foul, like so out of bounds
[01:03.64] Travelin' I be on point like a javelin'
[01:05.63] You just be pokin' around
[01:07.59] I know, what you should, and don't wanna'
[01:10.79] The future is among us, ya bitch
[01:13.59] Your son a star from dusk to sun up, ya bitch
[01:16.56] Even when it's dark he light up a different part, loosie
[01:20.26] (La, La) x9
[01:41.53] Mama, Mama
[01:44.94] Aye
[01:46.54] (I feel like) My mama I deserve a trophy
[01:50.02] How you handle loosie he got all that nerve
[01:53.57] Stayed home permanently, stained clothes
[01:56.18] Said at least I don't be throwin' parties here while y'all at work
[01:59.90] Age ain't nothin' but a slave name trust me
[02:03.64] I'm scared how rich I think I'm finna be before I'm twenty-three (m's, m's, mmhmm)
[02:08.40] Bitch I smell like commas
[02:10.07] Village eatin' it's a fuckin' feast, have a fuckin' seat
[02:14.36] All my fans is hot because y'all been a fuckin' sleep
[02:17.47] I live a dream, you live a scene, feel me
[02:20.37] Trying to fill the mold just like a fuckin' sheep (Baaaa)
[02:24.33] Formed your whole opinion off a fuckin' tweet (stupid ass niggas)
[02:28.00] Silence can kill, if I speak, just know I ain't no preacher, no I can't go
[02:34.33] I am not for sale, but this shit that rewind
[02:37.60] Fuck that remix, ya feel me
[02:40.12]