7-Eleven ft. Kashroutedillo Lyrics

Spend a lil sum I still got them bands

Watch how I do it and do it again

(Woah)

Sinning, still duck into heaven (Wow)

Be cooking on beats, where the fries (Yea)

Been doing this shit since eleven (Woah)

She at my house telling you lies (Gang)

Been a boss since I was seven (Him)

This shit right here not a surprise (No)

Walk in the store, what is my size (Huh, what)

You cuffed her, she fuck on the guys (How)

Regular nigga, I turned to a rap star

Hop on the stage like a rockstar

Purple shoes, I'm rocking wockhardt

Too cold, I'm deep in her oven

How much a show, um bout' a dozen (Cash)

I made it, everybody my cousin (Woah)

Stay loyal, I knew that you wasn't (Nah)

She curved me now her shit be bussin'

My tool drive her crazy, she screwed up (Woah)

Way too busy to be booed up (No)

I was down, now I'm way too up (How)

My baby, she stay with that ruler (Fa)

Got my bands up, I'm way cuter

Pro tools, making bread off a computer (Bands)

Movie star, how did I do her woah (How)

Good brain, call her my tutor woah (woah)

Sinning, still duck into heaven (Wow)

Be cooking on beats, where the fries (yea)

Been doing this shit since eleven (Woah)

She at my house telling you lies (Gang)

Been a boss since I was seven (Him)

This shit right here not a surprise (No)

Walk in the store, what is my size (Huh, what)

You cuffed her, she fuck on the guys (How)

(Kash, kash, kash)

I'm rollin, I'm rollin, while smoking on loud (Smoking on loud)

Way up on the top floor, if I reach out, I can touch the clouds

Not one of them, I'm a seven figure nigga, know I make my momma proud

Feel like a star when I walk out on stage, so many flashing lights, rock out the crowd

Pull up alone, then I left with his bitch (Skrrt)

They thought I was mad cuz I kept throwing fits (Throwing fits)

One thing I'll never do is quit

Young and turnt, Ima keep popping my shit

Million dollar conversations, whole team full of bosses, won't stop till we rich

Been with the same ones since the sandbox, stayed down we'll never ever switch (Mmm, mmm)

Gotta go to the doctor, finger got a itch (Gra, gra, fa, fa)

They thought I would flinch, I ain't move a inch

Ain't shit realer, I'm as real as it gets

Making way more money than Mitch (Money than Mitch)

When I hop on the mic, they know I don't miss (Mmm, mmm)

Ima keep chasing paper as long as it prints

Why you change, it don't make no sense

I'm minding my business, I stay out the mix (Stay out the mix)

(Woah)

Sinning, still duck into heaven (Wow)

Be cooking on beats, where the fries (yea)

Been doing this shit since eleven (Woah)

She at my house telling you lies (Gang)

Been a boss since I was seven (Him)

This shit right here not a surprise (No)

Walk in the store, what is my size (Huh, what)

You cuffed her, she fuck on the guys (How)