Sinisters Lyrics

I got sinisters in every room wit me

I got sinisters in every room wit me

I got hundreds spread out on the bed wit me

Same time goin' dummy

Made 100 somethin moves in one day Im too far ahead nigga

I got sinisters in every room wit me

I got hundreds spread on the bed wit me

Same time goin' dummy

Made 100 somethin moves in one day Im too far ahead

On this high bridge blowing smoke out my nose

My motion aint stoppin aint striking no pose yea

Post in the hood where the load at

Cookin in the pot I been digging where the gold at

Every 25 minutes I drop off a bomb

I ride for my nigga he right or he wrong

Smoke in the air bout to fire up a bong

Tats in my arm got it written in stone

Yeahhh

Drop off and pick up

Its time for a fill up

No hiccups I pick up and gas it

Yea

She see this money on me she was innocent

All of a sudden she nasty

Too much baggage gotta leave her

At the airport

Too much fashion

Need to put me on the runway

Sippin on ace and I'm with a Beyonce

She Ms. Independent don't need a fiancé

I can take you to the Dior store

2 Cups styrofoam 4 for 4

Don't mess with the kid he a dangerous boy

I feel safer with blickys and gang aboard

You my dawg Ill get you a Rollie

Aint going back to the old me

Too many hoes they wanna expose me

They dont even know me

Blowin my high tryna zone me

Never can zone me out

You been riding Ill get you an Audemar

Hang out the window and hold it out

I got sinisters in every room wit me

I got hundreds out on the bed wit me

Same time goin' dummy

Made 100 somethin moves in one day Im too far ahead

On this high bridge blowing smoke out my nose

My motion aint stoppin aint striking no pose yea

Post in the hood where the load at

Cookin in the pot I been digging where the gold at

Every 25 minutes I drop off a bomb

I ride for my nigga he right or he wrong

Smoke in the air bout to fire up a bong

Tats in my arm got it written in stone

Yeahhh

Drop off and pick up

Its time for a fill up

No hiccups I pick up and gas it

Yea

She see this money on me she was innocent

All of a sudden she nasty

All this Chrome Heart got my heart cold

Getting active we scanning the barcode

Riding passenger rollin up 3.5

Gotta put in the work you cant ease by

Stack it up it go higher than knee high

Get a pilots license when you this fly

Got wings on like a bird eye

Put Cartiers on my third eye

Motorcyle patches on rockstar jeans

Im from a city they dont teach you to be kings

Im from a city they teach you to trap and rap

Thats how i got stuck in the mix

Thats how i got this shit on my wrist

Fuck around put a bitch on a bitch

Disappear I pull trick after trick

Levitating I feel a little wind

You my dawg Ill get you a Rollie

Aint going back to the old me

Too many hoes they wanna expose me

They dont even know me

Blowin my high tryna zone me

Never can zone me out

You been riding Ill get you an Audemar

Hang out the window and hold it out