25/8 (Silento)
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⏱️ 2:53 duration
🆔 ID: 23296783
📜 Lyrics
Came back to the crib got liquor and list for a bad one eying me
She wanna come back to the crib get undercover like CID
She backstage like VIP
I was up in the club wit no ID
Don’t chat shit on the gram cuh brodie could hack ur home IP
Yung fendi i kept it moving
25/8 got my mind on papes
In a constant dream thats lucid
And my flow been peak we all know that
But i just improved it
Now im on stage its a meltdown
Shutdown
Shit im fendi the nuisance
See they wasn’t feeling the kid it’s bless tho
They just want chequers a man play chess too
I just wanna live my life
And talk my shit up at different tempos
And u just a one hit wonder
I wonder
Do you ever feel like silento?
I wonder do u ever feel like a bum when u
Call ur plug for a benz tho
No they can’t flip no work
No way that pussio
Done no dirt
Little bit of the sun don’t hurt
Expansion ting
Man i know my worth
My psylopsybin organic
Man it
Came straight from the earth
Ur hips
So manic
Man i
Might just
Go unbotton
That skirt
I might just go and put in work
In my satchel
Got the herb
I can’t fuck
Wit them man coz they nerds
I hit the curb
Link kirbs
I hit ur bitch and she ughhhh
I hit your bitch and she moan
We not even in the booth
But lil shawty singing
Like nina
Simone
2:36 that’s a risky text
But i still hit ur line
Said u been working hard
So there ain’t no room
For a wine and dine
Fine
That’s cool
I can probably make room at mine
Got a spliff prerolled
When you get here
Get near lemme
Come bruck ur spine
I had my back when they didn’t have me
Them times there
Wasn’t getting
No guap yet
And i didn’t have no plan b
And the government wanna try tax you
But ain’t no way
You could ever try tax me
And i need to get my licensee
Coz fendi couldn’t do up no backseat
Smoke dope
Post on the backstreet
No joke they try to vexx me
They hate them sick my dick
I tell em to ease up off my testes
They wanna see me cuffed
These bad ones just wanna arrest me
And lil shawty
Not nervous she
Asked quick like do u want neck
B
I was like urm yes please
Came back to the crib got liquor and list for a bad one eying me
She wanna come back to the crib get undercover like CID
She backstage like VIP
I was up in the club wit no ID
Don’t chat shit on the gram cuh brodie could hack ur home
Feel like the world losing its marbles
Live and die but don’t find purpose
In a world so big we locked eyes and i made u nervous
Don’t watch these man when they jut some clowns inside of a circus
I’m hardwired to the cash, but i ain’t engineering no circuits
She wanna come back to the crib get undercover like CID
She backstage like VIP
I was up in the club wit no ID
Don’t chat shit on the gram cuh brodie could hack ur home IP
Yung fendi i kept it moving
25/8 got my mind on papes
In a constant dream thats lucid
And my flow been peak we all know that
But i just improved it
Now im on stage its a meltdown
Shutdown
Shit im fendi the nuisance
See they wasn’t feeling the kid it’s bless tho
They just want chequers a man play chess too
I just wanna live my life
And talk my shit up at different tempos
And u just a one hit wonder
I wonder
Do you ever feel like silento?
I wonder do u ever feel like a bum when u
Call ur plug for a benz tho
No they can’t flip no work
No way that pussio
Done no dirt
Little bit of the sun don’t hurt
Expansion ting
Man i know my worth
My psylopsybin organic
Man it
Came straight from the earth
Ur hips
So manic
Man i
Might just
Go unbotton
That skirt
I might just go and put in work
In my satchel
Got the herb
I can’t fuck
Wit them man coz they nerds
I hit the curb
Link kirbs
I hit ur bitch and she ughhhh
I hit your bitch and she moan
We not even in the booth
But lil shawty singing
Like nina
Simone
2:36 that’s a risky text
But i still hit ur line
Said u been working hard
So there ain’t no room
For a wine and dine
Fine
That’s cool
I can probably make room at mine
Got a spliff prerolled
When you get here
Get near lemme
Come bruck ur spine
I had my back when they didn’t have me
Them times there
Wasn’t getting
No guap yet
And i didn’t have no plan b
And the government wanna try tax you
But ain’t no way
You could ever try tax me
And i need to get my licensee
Coz fendi couldn’t do up no backseat
Smoke dope
Post on the backstreet
No joke they try to vexx me
They hate them sick my dick
I tell em to ease up off my testes
They wanna see me cuffed
These bad ones just wanna arrest me
And lil shawty
Not nervous she
Asked quick like do u want neck
B
I was like urm yes please
Came back to the crib got liquor and list for a bad one eying me
She wanna come back to the crib get undercover like CID
She backstage like VIP
I was up in the club wit no ID
Don’t chat shit on the gram cuh brodie could hack ur home
Feel like the world losing its marbles
Live and die but don’t find purpose
In a world so big we locked eyes and i made u nervous
Don’t watch these man when they jut some clowns inside of a circus
I’m hardwired to the cash, but i ain’t engineering no circuits