392 Lyrics

Whoa whoa whoa, yeah yeah

Whoa whoa whoa whoa

Swap out the Benz for 392

Not Canadian, but stick to my roots

I had to leave, I'm from the zoo

I make her leave, right when she through

500 Degreez, in these damn desert boots

Yo heart on yo sleeve, and that's how you gone lose

Off White, the feet, and the jeans is from Rhude

Beam follow yo moves

Got Hugo, but I know these niggas not boss

Got 15 and 1 in the clip, like hot sauce

She throw it back and I still catch it like Moss

Water Voss

I diamond the cross

Angel with a lil demon

She swallow my semen,

In the dressing room in Neiman's

Don't care if you believe it

Give a fuck if you see it

Tables turning

Time change, time change

Change yo mind frame

Mind frame

Whoa

Swap out the Benz for 392

Not Canadian, but stick to my roots

I had to leave, I'm from the zoo

I make her leave, right when she through

500 Degreez, in these damn desert boots

Yo heart on yo sleeve, and that's how you gone lose

Off White, the feet, and the jeans is from Rhude

Beam follow yo moves

These niggas a pillow talk, that shit is lame

I shoot from like 50, they calling me Dame

She told me keep going she already came

Yeah yeah I might fall in

Money keep callin'

Money regardless

Gotta keep ballin'

Niggas be hatin'

Shoot at all them

No I'm not sorry

I got a bad bitch, Lori Harvey

And she always gon' love me

Cuz I get to the money

Whoa

Swap out the Benz for 392

Not Canadian, but stick to my roots

I had to leave, I'm from the zoo

I make her leave, right when she through

500 Degreez, in these damn desert boots

Yo heart on yo sleeve, and that's how you gone lose

Off White, the feet, and the jeans is from Rhude

Beam follow yo moves

I got a few blues today, I'm feelin' light

She poppin' that pussy, but that's out of spite

I ran it up, look to my left and my right

It's only me, come from the dark to the light

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