Anunnaki Lyrics

Ayy, ayy

Uh, let's go

What, what

Oh, my god

Aye, Imma talk my shit

The Draco came in with a flash

I almost popped my shit

These niggas always say they that

But I don't believe that shit

You flexin', now you on your ass

And we seen that shit

Aye

Aye, I'm on some bb shit

I mixed the drink with the pop Now

I made some creamy shit

I can't move with the wock now

I'm on some dreamy shit

She wonder if we goin out, I think she on some Stevie shit

Fuck

I mean Stevie Wonder

Everything that nigga do, be corny

Like a meme on Tumblr

Pulled up in the urus, Hear the engine

Shit sound like a rumbler

Yeah, I'm up and coming

Told her, I'ma up and comer

20 bands, blue strips

All inside my pocket

Do a gang sign and disappear

Like an Anunnaki

I be in the kitchen everyday

But I don't ship Hibachi

I don't got a beeper

Need some dough, just hit my Tamagotchi

Wear em once and never wear em twice

Just like some new Huaraches

Catch me in the office

I don't ever be inside the lobby

On some Cod shit

I'm tryna catch him

Right before he caught me

Yeah, I get the bills

But I don't fuck with Cosby

But it's no Tommy

Sixty bands inside my pocket

Reason why I'm movin' raunchy

Yeah, I'm talkin' spicy shit

They thinkin' that I'm eating Takis

You was in the class

I was movin' like a damn jockey-

Ask me if I'm goin' to that class

And I said, "damn, probably"

20 bands in both pockets

So I'm movin' damn naughty

Yeah, I'm the shit

But I don't gotta take no damn potty

I go into the paint and take a lay

Just like I'm Cam Wiley

Shit

I meant Cam Wilder

Up the Glock and make a nigga run

Just like he Cam Wilder

She don't like you niggas

She like me because she say I'm Wilder

I'm the type of nigga in the club

With lean and baby powder

What

This nigga is-is what?

Ayy, I don't need no ad-libs

I up the Glock and make a nigga run

I hit his damn ribs

Pull up on a nigga with his mom

Like I'm Sam Gibbs

This shit ain't costin

And I'm 20 band flossing

Catch a nigga at his house

Home alone like a possum

Yeah, I fuck with New York

But I don't fuck with no Boston

Catch a nigga talkin' all that shit

Get my Haitians chop him

Only reason why she tryna fuck with me

Because I'm poppin

Yeah, you made like 10 bands

But you was never-ever poppin

If I say I'm fuckin' coppin

Then that mean I'm fuckin' coppin

You ain't Batman, you ain't Robin

You can't save her, Imma off her

Aye

I'm a motherfuckin' villain

Throw a disc at a nigga-

Like I'm motherfuckin' Krillin

It's two bands on my lap

But it's just motherfuckin' chillin

He keep starin', I'ma get this Glock out

If he keep grillin

Me and gang goin' up

You better watch, it's gettin' hot

Only time I keep receipts

Is when I'm talkin' to my opps

And I keep 20 bands on me

So I don't never-ever flop

And they listen to my snippets like-

When you finna drop

Ayy, ayy, I'll drop when I can

Ayy wait, I'll drop right now

If you just give a band

I don't ever say I can't

Because I know I fuckin' can

It's too many bitches up inside this spot, I need to land

Yeah, she takin' pictures

Told her she can't put that on the gram

Yea he hard, I listened to him

When he dropped that Bam-Bam

Only time I use my hands

I hit the beat like a KanKan

Run into the bag fast

Like some fuckin' damn RAM

Bro what we doin'

Aye

Bro what we doin'

Shit

Lets get to work

Shit

Let's get to work

Bro what we doin, aye

lets get to work

Bro what we doin, aye

lets get to work, aye

Bro what we doin'

Aye

Bro what we doin'

Shit

Lets get to work

Shit

Let's get to work

Bro what we doin, aye

lets get to work

Bro what we doin, aye

lets get to work, aye