Letra de Indo
(I hate you, bigchase)
[?] 'bout that bullshit
Yeah
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
Keep the poles like I'm on Vogue
I got the rocks like I'm the code
I'll teach these niggas how to cook
You catch a lesson at the stove
You not the only one I drove
She got a Lambo and a Porsche
I've been thinking 'bout suicide
I'm talking 'bout the doors
Follow paths like it's a chore
[?]
[?]
Spend that bread, I'ma need some more
Think about diamonds, think about whores
Been this way, nigga, never been norm
King of the cards, I stay on deck
It's a shame I wanted more
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
I'ma need that and that, and that one too
Uh, feel like MAC-11 by the way I shoot
I ain't fuckin' with the [?] I bit off the coupe
Feel like Hey Arnold!, nigga, I've been posted at stu'
I always win, never lose
I know these bitches gon' choose
I know your niggas gon' switch
I know this money gon' boost
Yeah, I know how it ends
I got the world in my hands
I got a blunt in my mouth
I multitask with the bands
I'm at the [?]
Smokey Bear, take a nap
I'm out in Switzerland tryna hit the pub with the chaps
Please don't dap me up, uh, boy head like a hockey puck
You can your homie checked, I'ma put my Gucci on
Smokin' like it's melotone
Black eyed peas, I'm [?]
Ringtone [?] megaphone
Bitch, you came with a metronome
A hundred on the dash, another hundred in the air up
On the plane like it's Titanic, I'ma really have to let 'em go
You know me, I ain't never fuck with no lil' bitch
She gon' suck a nigga dick, I've been driving in my whip
This a two-seater (Yeah), driving in my Beamer
Wedding ring, I'm countin' bands, I'm countin' knots
I'm makin' plans, come be a man, man, fuck the feds
Fuck this shit, I want you dead, you fake bitch
You lied to me (Yeah), can't ride with me, got robbery (What's up?)
You want the beam? Bang, gang (Fuck 'em)
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
[?] 'bout that bullshit
Yeah
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
Keep the poles like I'm on Vogue
I got the rocks like I'm the code
I'll teach these niggas how to cook
You catch a lesson at the stove
You not the only one I drove
She got a Lambo and a Porsche
I've been thinking 'bout suicide
I'm talking 'bout the doors
Follow paths like it's a chore
[?]
[?]
Spend that bread, I'ma need some more
Think about diamonds, think about whores
Been this way, nigga, never been norm
King of the cards, I stay on deck
It's a shame I wanted more
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
I'ma need that and that, and that one too
Uh, feel like MAC-11 by the way I shoot
I ain't fuckin' with the [?] I bit off the coupe
Feel like Hey Arnold!, nigga, I've been posted at stu'
I always win, never lose
I know these bitches gon' choose
I know your niggas gon' switch
I know this money gon' boost
Yeah, I know how it ends
I got the world in my hands
I got a blunt in my mouth
I multitask with the bands
I'm at the [?]
Smokey Bear, take a nap
I'm out in Switzerland tryna hit the pub with the chaps
Please don't dap me up, uh, boy head like a hockey puck
You can your homie checked, I'ma put my Gucci on
Smokin' like it's melotone
Black eyed peas, I'm [?]
Ringtone [?] megaphone
Bitch, you came with a metronome
A hundred on the dash, another hundred in the air up
On the plane like it's Titanic, I'ma really have to let 'em go
You know me, I ain't never fuck with no lil' bitch
She gon' suck a nigga dick, I've been driving in my whip
This a two-seater (Yeah), driving in my Beamer
Wedding ring, I'm countin' bands, I'm countin' knots
I'm makin' plans, come be a man, man, fuck the feds
Fuck this shit, I want you dead, you fake bitch
You lied to me (Yeah), can't ride with me, got robbery (What's up?)
You want the beam? Bang, gang (Fuck 'em)
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
Smokin' on that indo, flyin' presidential
New city every week and you know we getting rentals
Full coverage, come with dental, [?] out my medal
Addin' up the numbers, pourin' out the decimals
