Leather Symphony (feat. A$AP Twelvyy)
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โฑ๏ธ 3:53 duration
๐ ID: 6413996
๐ Lyrics
She just want me like a wedding ring
I keep her dripping like some fucking paint
Money real, I'm smoking hella green
So much ass like Teyana Taylor
Run a trap trying to make a milli
She make it clap trying to make a milli
Don't lose yourself, remember who yourself
Don't lose yourself, remember who the best
Take a dab, she got hella ass
I just smoke and I don't never pass
All these niggas tryna be the man
I get green nigga, Peter Pan
Why they hating nigga I be living
Why they hating nigga I be pimpin'
Bad bitch looking so exquisite
Took a risk now the trip gon' get it
Third eye feel like it's on fire
Your niggas singing like they on the choir
Swisher blunts with Snoop Dogg
Dogg pound woof woof
No sound psh psh psh
Wipe me down 'cause I'm gorgeous
Ric Flair with The Horseman
What you bout man, quit talking
'Bout that work, I'm like Fergie
My moms didn't make it 'til 30
If I don't make it, don't worry
Zombie gang, we ain't bury
Nigga always been a helping man
Don't bite the hand that makes you understand
I might go loony catch you on the 'Gram
Flipping shipping got a hundred grams
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
I'm a minute late, I'm a renegade
Twelvyy got a gauge
Let me penetrate
Pussy power KKK
Loaded it live, rock in my sock
Patrolling the block with a Glock
Stick to the code, bloody my O's
Study my notes on the floor
Stuck on this odyssey
Alone I need privacy
Shooting my prophecy
Only I can see everything I can be
Fuck it I get it, I get it
I chronicle Riddick they couldn't forget it
Planning is hella specific
Start the beginning, a Glorious Death for the ending
I can't believe I existed
I'm 'bout to lead with a vision
I brought the heat to the kitchen
Y'all bout to sleep with the fishes
I run with the Pistons and beatin' them kittens
Zombie the menaces, all of my nemesis
All on the premises
Brother got sentences
I'm moving sinister
Call in the defenses, Twelvyy ridiculous
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Mecca like Malcolm
Biggie mundane
A$AP the cleanest
'Wood in the Beamer
On Amsterdam
Feel like I'm Yams, can't see me John Cena
Everything money and violence went to Flatbush for a nina
Live up on Lenox
Church Ave with the check
Made no casino, got dope in the ringo
We high like the Beatles
Album gon' pop
Live on Atlantic
All over the planet
And Crooklyn we bandits and Harlem do damage
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
I keep her dripping like some fucking paint
Money real, I'm smoking hella green
So much ass like Teyana Taylor
Run a trap trying to make a milli
She make it clap trying to make a milli
Don't lose yourself, remember who yourself
Don't lose yourself, remember who the best
Take a dab, she got hella ass
I just smoke and I don't never pass
All these niggas tryna be the man
I get green nigga, Peter Pan
Why they hating nigga I be living
Why they hating nigga I be pimpin'
Bad bitch looking so exquisite
Took a risk now the trip gon' get it
Third eye feel like it's on fire
Your niggas singing like they on the choir
Swisher blunts with Snoop Dogg
Dogg pound woof woof
No sound psh psh psh
Wipe me down 'cause I'm gorgeous
Ric Flair with The Horseman
What you bout man, quit talking
'Bout that work, I'm like Fergie
My moms didn't make it 'til 30
If I don't make it, don't worry
Zombie gang, we ain't bury
Nigga always been a helping man
Don't bite the hand that makes you understand
I might go loony catch you on the 'Gram
Flipping shipping got a hundred grams
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
I'm a minute late, I'm a renegade
Twelvyy got a gauge
Let me penetrate
Pussy power KKK
Loaded it live, rock in my sock
Patrolling the block with a Glock
Stick to the code, bloody my O's
Study my notes on the floor
Stuck on this odyssey
Alone I need privacy
Shooting my prophecy
Only I can see everything I can be
Fuck it I get it, I get it
I chronicle Riddick they couldn't forget it
Planning is hella specific
Start the beginning, a Glorious Death for the ending
I can't believe I existed
I'm 'bout to lead with a vision
I brought the heat to the kitchen
Y'all bout to sleep with the fishes
I run with the Pistons and beatin' them kittens
Zombie the menaces, all of my nemesis
All on the premises
Brother got sentences
I'm moving sinister
Call in the defenses, Twelvyy ridiculous
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Mecca like Malcolm
Biggie mundane
A$AP the cleanest
'Wood in the Beamer
On Amsterdam
Feel like I'm Yams, can't see me John Cena
Everything money and violence went to Flatbush for a nina
Live up on Lenox
Church Ave with the check
Made no casino, got dope in the ringo
We high like the Beatles
Album gon' pop
Live on Atlantic
All over the planet
And Crooklyn we bandits and Harlem do damage
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
Bands, grams
Call it truce and do my dance
Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
On my momma I'm the man, yeah
Bands, grams
Count it, count it, got my hands full
All this working got my hands full
Why they hating like some damn fools
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.43] She just want me like a wedding ring
[00:16.37] I keep her dripping like some fucking paint
[00:18.05] Money real, I'm smoking hella green
[00:19.85] So much ass like Teyana Taylor
[00:21.75] Run a trap trying to make a milli
[00:23.52] She make it clap trying to make a milli
[00:25.39] Don't lose yourself, remember who yourself
[00:27.07] Don't lose yourself, remember who the best
[00:28.85] Take a dab, she got hella ass
[00:30.56] I just smoke and I don't never pass
[00:32.53] All these niggas tryna be the man
[00:34.27] I get green nigga, Peter Pan
[00:36.25] Why they hating nigga I be living
[00:38.15] Why they hating nigga I be pimpin'
[00:39.88] Bad bitch looking so exquisite
[00:41.56] Took a risk now the trip gon' get it
[00:43.39] Third eye feel like it's on fire
[00:45.28] Your niggas singing like they on the choir
[00:47.09] Swisher blunts with Snoop Dogg
[00:48.82] Dogg pound woof woof
[00:50.71] No sound psh psh psh
[00:52.59] Wipe me down 'cause I'm gorgeous
[00:54.37] Ric Flair with The Horseman
[00:56.49] What you bout man, quit talking
[00:58.01] 'Bout that work, I'm like Fergie
[00:59.68] My moms didn't make it 'til 30
[01:01.33] If I don't make it, don't worry
[01:03.21] Zombie gang, we ain't bury
[01:05.05] Nigga always been a helping man
[01:06.93] Don't bite the hand that makes you understand
[01:08.61] I might go loony catch you on the 'Gram
[01:10.44] Flipping shipping got a hundred grams
[01:12.38] Bands, grams
[01:14.33] Call it truce and do my dance
[01:15.72] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[01:17.41] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[01:19.56] Bands, grams
[01:21.19] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[01:23.10] All this working got my hands full
[01:24.80] Why they hating like some damn fools
[01:26.71] Bands, grams
[01:28.37] Call it truce and do my dance
[01:30.39] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[01:32.16] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[01:33.99] Bands, grams
[01:35.68] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[01:37.72] All this working got my hands full
[01:39.54] Why they hating like some damn fools
[01:41.21] I'm a minute late, I'm a renegade
[01:43.76] Twelvyy got a gauge
[01:45.54] Let me penetrate
[01:46.89] Pussy power KKK
[01:48.54] Loaded it live, rock in my sock
[01:50.22] Patrolling the block with a Glock
[01:51.85] Stick to the code, bloody my O's
[01:54.07] Study my notes on the floor
[01:55.54] Stuck on this odyssey
[01:57.11] Alone I need privacy
[01:59.14] Shooting my prophecy
[02:00.84] Only I can see everything I can be
[02:02.23] Fuck it I get it, I get it
[02:04.69] I chronicle Riddick they couldn't forget it
[02:06.65] Planning is hella specific
[02:07.83] Start the beginning, a Glorious Death for the ending
[02:09.95] I can't believe I existed
[02:11.32] I'm 'bout to lead with a vision
[02:12.66] I brought the heat to the kitchen
[02:14.00] Y'all bout to sleep with the fishes
[02:15.47] I run with the Pistons and beatin' them kittens
[02:17.27] Zombie the menaces, all of my nemesis
[02:19.31] All on the premises
[02:20.67] Brother got sentences
[02:21.65] I'm moving sinister
[02:22.57] Call in the defenses, Twelvyy ridiculous
[02:24.61] Bands, grams
[02:26.57] Call it truce and do my dance
[02:28.19] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[02:30.09] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[02:31.97] Bands, grams
[02:33.80] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[02:35.64] All this working got my hands full
[02:37.47] Why they hating like some damn fools
[02:39.59] Mecca like Malcolm
[02:41.50] Biggie mundane
[02:43.26] A$AP the cleanest
[02:45.59] 'Wood in the Beamer
[02:47.20] On Amsterdam
[02:48.39] Feel like I'm Yams, can't see me John Cena
[02:50.59] Everything money and violence went to Flatbush for a nina
[02:54.01] Live up on Lenox
[02:56.06] Church Ave with the check
[02:57.59] Made no casino, got dope in the ringo
[03:00.00] We high like the Beatles
[03:01.49] Album gon' pop
[03:02.79] Live on Atlantic
[03:04.84] All over the planet
[03:05.94] And Crooklyn we bandits and Harlem do damage
[03:07.90] Bands, grams
[03:10.07] Call it truce and do my dance
[03:11.84] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[03:13.56] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[03:15.64] Bands, grams
[03:17.22] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[03:19.19] All this working got my hands full
[03:20.95] Why they hating like some damn fools
[03:22.83] Bands, grams
[03:24.86] Call it truce and do my dance
[03:26.39] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[03:28.32] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[03:30.02] Bands, grams
[03:31.75] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[03:33.65] All this working got my hands full
[03:35.56] Why they hating like some damn fools
[00:16.37] I keep her dripping like some fucking paint
[00:18.05] Money real, I'm smoking hella green
[00:19.85] So much ass like Teyana Taylor
[00:21.75] Run a trap trying to make a milli
[00:23.52] She make it clap trying to make a milli
[00:25.39] Don't lose yourself, remember who yourself
[00:27.07] Don't lose yourself, remember who the best
[00:28.85] Take a dab, she got hella ass
[00:30.56] I just smoke and I don't never pass
[00:32.53] All these niggas tryna be the man
[00:34.27] I get green nigga, Peter Pan
[00:36.25] Why they hating nigga I be living
[00:38.15] Why they hating nigga I be pimpin'
[00:39.88] Bad bitch looking so exquisite
[00:41.56] Took a risk now the trip gon' get it
[00:43.39] Third eye feel like it's on fire
[00:45.28] Your niggas singing like they on the choir
[00:47.09] Swisher blunts with Snoop Dogg
[00:48.82] Dogg pound woof woof
[00:50.71] No sound psh psh psh
[00:52.59] Wipe me down 'cause I'm gorgeous
[00:54.37] Ric Flair with The Horseman
[00:56.49] What you bout man, quit talking
[00:58.01] 'Bout that work, I'm like Fergie
[00:59.68] My moms didn't make it 'til 30
[01:01.33] If I don't make it, don't worry
[01:03.21] Zombie gang, we ain't bury
[01:05.05] Nigga always been a helping man
[01:06.93] Don't bite the hand that makes you understand
[01:08.61] I might go loony catch you on the 'Gram
[01:10.44] Flipping shipping got a hundred grams
[01:12.38] Bands, grams
[01:14.33] Call it truce and do my dance
[01:15.72] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[01:17.41] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[01:19.56] Bands, grams
[01:21.19] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[01:23.10] All this working got my hands full
[01:24.80] Why they hating like some damn fools
[01:26.71] Bands, grams
[01:28.37] Call it truce and do my dance
[01:30.39] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[01:32.16] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[01:33.99] Bands, grams
[01:35.68] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[01:37.72] All this working got my hands full
[01:39.54] Why they hating like some damn fools
[01:41.21] I'm a minute late, I'm a renegade
[01:43.76] Twelvyy got a gauge
[01:45.54] Let me penetrate
[01:46.89] Pussy power KKK
[01:48.54] Loaded it live, rock in my sock
[01:50.22] Patrolling the block with a Glock
[01:51.85] Stick to the code, bloody my O's
[01:54.07] Study my notes on the floor
[01:55.54] Stuck on this odyssey
[01:57.11] Alone I need privacy
[01:59.14] Shooting my prophecy
[02:00.84] Only I can see everything I can be
[02:02.23] Fuck it I get it, I get it
[02:04.69] I chronicle Riddick they couldn't forget it
[02:06.65] Planning is hella specific
[02:07.83] Start the beginning, a Glorious Death for the ending
[02:09.95] I can't believe I existed
[02:11.32] I'm 'bout to lead with a vision
[02:12.66] I brought the heat to the kitchen
[02:14.00] Y'all bout to sleep with the fishes
[02:15.47] I run with the Pistons and beatin' them kittens
[02:17.27] Zombie the menaces, all of my nemesis
[02:19.31] All on the premises
[02:20.67] Brother got sentences
[02:21.65] I'm moving sinister
[02:22.57] Call in the defenses, Twelvyy ridiculous
[02:24.61] Bands, grams
[02:26.57] Call it truce and do my dance
[02:28.19] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[02:30.09] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[02:31.97] Bands, grams
[02:33.80] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[02:35.64] All this working got my hands full
[02:37.47] Why they hating like some damn fools
[02:39.59] Mecca like Malcolm
[02:41.50] Biggie mundane
[02:43.26] A$AP the cleanest
[02:45.59] 'Wood in the Beamer
[02:47.20] On Amsterdam
[02:48.39] Feel like I'm Yams, can't see me John Cena
[02:50.59] Everything money and violence went to Flatbush for a nina
[02:54.01] Live up on Lenox
[02:56.06] Church Ave with the check
[02:57.59] Made no casino, got dope in the ringo
[03:00.00] We high like the Beatles
[03:01.49] Album gon' pop
[03:02.79] Live on Atlantic
[03:04.84] All over the planet
[03:05.94] And Crooklyn we bandits and Harlem do damage
[03:07.90] Bands, grams
[03:10.07] Call it truce and do my dance
[03:11.84] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[03:13.56] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[03:15.64] Bands, grams
[03:17.22] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[03:19.19] All this working got my hands full
[03:20.95] Why they hating like some damn fools
[03:22.83] Bands, grams
[03:24.86] Call it truce and do my dance
[03:26.39] Why they copy, they just fans, yeah
[03:28.32] On my momma I'm the man, yeah
[03:30.02] Bands, grams
[03:31.75] Count it, count it, got my hands full
[03:33.65] All this working got my hands full
[03:35.56] Why they hating like some damn fools