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| Name | iann dior – Prospect ft. Lil Baby Lyrics |
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| Video Discription | #Prospect by #ianndiorLilBaby Songs: Prospect by iann dior, Lil Baby Album: #ImGone Spotify: Prospect Lyrics: Hey Whoa, whoa, whoa (Wheezy outta here) Whoa, whoa, whoa (Ay, KBeaZy, you fired up) Yeah Nowadays I get what I want Lately been spending a bag Addicted to getting that cash Addicted to popping them tags Money was made for the sad Now my ex-bitch calling back Saw me come up out the random Didn't wait long, now that bitch throwing tantrums Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame In my DMs, talkin' 'bout, "Hey, handsome" I know that they hate me and want me for ransom It's nothing new, I won't give in to that I eat the hate up and spit it right back My lyrics like bullets, I'm shooting your ass Women come and go with the cash You gon' learn and learn that shit fast They gon' fold, fold under act I get my medicine straight out the bag I'm a prospect, not from earth I feel like a martian, matter fact bitch, I came from a starship My bed feel like a coffin Not waking up, if I run into opps, I'ma off 'em I don't know if you think that you stoppin' what I got goin' on Got a semi with auto on This ain't no autocorrect Bitch, it's a threat Now I'm coming at your neck Niggas act cute like a pet Soft like a Pop Tart Act like they got no heart Y'all be the ones that's pretending Insecurities, they always offended Mad about a bitch I already been in That bitch for everybody, we ain't spoke in a minute Nigga's still in the picture and I'm still leaving with her It ain't nothing, I'm a rebel I can't conform, I ain't falling back, no She need more, she got too attached, huh Addicted to me like I'm on one Three thousand for that new Rick Owen Walk around, look like a mummy Psychedelics hurt my tummy Swipe, swipe, I'ma get it all Yeah Nowadays I get what I want Lately been spending a bag Addicted to getting that cash Addicted to popping them tags Money was made for the sad Now my ex-bitch calling back Saw me come up out the random Didn't wait long, now that bitch throwing tantrums Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame In my DMs, talkin' 'bout, "Hey, handsome" I know that they hate me and want me for ransom It's nothing new, I won't give in to that I eat the hate up and spit it right back My lyrics like bullets, I'm shooting your ass Women come and go with the cash You gon' learn and learn that shit fast They gon' fold, fold under act I get my medicine straight out the bag Brand new Corvette come through, smashing the gas They made me mad, now I'm back in my bag I hope my main and my side never crash Wide body 'Cat, tryna dodge my past We catch that boy then we robbing his ass It's the principle, I don't need the cash Expensive bitches, half a million on lashes I could kick it but I don't like to brag Ho, they done made me mad, I'm 'bout to turn up I got my Glizzy, wish a nigga run up You can come get your bitch 'cause I don't want her I ran my millions up from out the corner I'm the one out here doing what I wanna My lil' bro ran it up off marijuana Grind in the winter, turn up in the summer Trackhawk with sport, I press it then I launch it I'm thanking God, ain't no more free lunches Got suspended, me and Greeny Huncho House up on a hill, I used to want it Now I got it I don't even stay there I get even, I don't play fair Probably spend me a million on haters On they talk, make 'em drop And I don't give a fuck 'bout no cost Nowadays I get what I want Lately been spending a bag Addicted to getting that cash Addicted to popping them tags Money was made for the sad Now my ex-bitch calling back Saw me come up out the random Didn't wait long, now that bitch throwing tantrums Her friends fell in love when I fell into fame In my DMs, talkin' 'bout, "Hey, handsome" I know that they hate me and want me for ransom It's nothing new, I won't give in to that I eat the hate up and spit it right back My lyrics like bullets, I'm shooting your ass Women come and go with the cash You gon' learn and learn that shit fast They gon' fold, fold under act I get my medicine straight out the bag #ianndiorLilBaby #ImGone #Prospect Copyright Disclaimer: Under section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for “fair use” for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, education, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational, or personal use. |
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