Halo Lyrics

Yea

Steez... swear

Oh yea

Sack in my pocket

(Wait... Huh)

Why be obnoxious

(Steez... like this... Yeah)

Halo over my head, sack in my pocket

I party wit the dead, I rock out wit profits

Say she dont even wanna spread (huh), Why be obnoxious?

These Amiri boots cant cop it, on a money run cant stop it

Ay... woo

Hear the money counter go beep

(Yeah... Damn)

Twin turbo on a jeep (Yeah)

Upside where I be (Yeah... Damn)

See a bad bitch gotta beat (Yeah... hmm)

Im in my own league (Yeah... wait), Cartier's on the scene

Its a money run, track meet (Yeah... damn)

new plain janes for my fleet (Yeah... damn)

Seen this pretty thing I had to explore it, but if I see her call then ill ignore it

Might go back to True's, no Tom Ford (Huh)

Ay I thumb through them racks when im bored

Hey steez, you haven't been picking up you've missed my calls so im assuming your busy

But if you could please call me back

OH YEA...

Sack in my pocket

(Wait... yeah)

Why be obnoxious?

(Steez... like this... yeah)

Halo over my head, sack in my pocket

I party wit the dead, I rock out wit profits

Say she dont even wanna spread (Huh), Why be obnoxious?

These Amiri boots cant cop it, on a money run cant stop it