A.D.I.D.A.S Lyrics

Already high

Up in the sky

She fell in love wit my vibe

You know the vibe

Already fly

Hit and I'm tellin her bye

Stick to my word

Flippin a bird

I let the pelican fly

Then count the bread and get high

Soon as I get in my ride

Pullin up wit my "bling bling"

No lebron but I'm king king

Credit cards wit my team team

Yeah that's 78teen teen

And I ain't even 30

But I been to mad islands

And you know I be rollin

Stackin up and I'm wylin

Don't think you heard me

I'm not even 30

I don't even worry

You know I got hoes

Yea

Never mistake me

You know I got hoes

Sippin that henny

You know I got plenty and when it get low

I'ma cop me some moe

Drunk as a bitch when I'm rockin a show

And I'm still duckin the cops on the low

Shhh be quiet, niggas schemin

Stand up never leanin

Still addicted to the cake

Like an addict he feenin

Tell a hater "keep dreamin"

Give a fuck what they thinkin

Red dot, red beam em

Stevie Wonder, I'on see em

Feds stop cuz they'on see us

Don't see us

Don't see us

I'm trappin on the road

Put the bricks on the road

Put the bitch on the road

Put the strips on the pole

Trap fast like a cheetah, yea

Got stripes like adidas, yea

I was trappin on the hoes

Got the bitch on the stroll

Got the bitch on the stroll

Got the strippers on the pole

Got stripes like addida, yeah

I'm stripes like addida, yeah

Everything on the go

Everything cop and go

I'm really not seein a reason why I shouldn't get that bag

The only the a nigga seein is how to get that cash

Purple weed I'm gon move it

Give a fuck what you doin

Sayin we should stop trappin

Then what the fuck should we do then?

Try angles like Bermuda

Talk slick we gon mute em

Them dumb dumbs go foolish

I got the heat, you niggas better cool it

Jus took a trip out to Vegas

I was jus fuckin ya bitch in the pool and...

Had her right up in my room

And now she wit you actin like she don't do this

I got the ice in my veins

I promise I'm cold like the shit in the freezer

Turn ya main bitch to an eater

Lyin and you gon believe her

If I want it I'ma buy it

Got a raw and I'ma light it

Power from the empire

See ya future like a psychic

Got the ball and I'ma hike it

Gotta stop the clock so I spike it

Back against the wall and I'm fightin

And yeah I got the cash but I'm swipin

And you could get it all if you like it

And you could get it for the right prices

Know how to get it off without typin

Feds stop cuz they'on see us

Don't see us

Don't see us

I'm trappin on the road

Put the bricks on the road

Put the bitch on the road

Put the strips on the pole

Trap fast like a cheetah, yea

Got stripes like adidas, yea

I was trappin on the hoes

Got the bitch on the stroll

Got the bitch on the stroll

Got the strippers on the pole

Got stripes like addida, yeah

I'm stripes like addida, yeah

Everything on the go

Everything cop and go