Letra de Influential
(Keezy runnin' up the bag, boy)
I can't lie, I'm influential
I can't lie, I'm influential
Might just take off temperamental
Had them youngins call me Flippa
Fuck these hoes, ain't sentimental
Got the bag, I made it triple
Charge 'em, bussin' down the [?]
Split them racks right down the middle
Evil thoughts, Dracs' and Glocks
Pounds of Percs, all in the spot
Lil' bruh and them keep serving Fent', they made it hot
Should I go to court today? Maybe not
How you make it this far? I had to pray a lot
When I'm 'round the police, I don't say a lot
My white floor look like Oscar Reeves
My black bitch look like Jayda Cheaves
She lovе to come, do birds and bees
I'm traffic, transportation fees
Had to tat' my back and sleeves
I fuck with the [?] but fuck thе [?]
That stick and compact is all I need
They love to follow, I took the lead
Damn, her body influential
Never lack, I keep a pistol
Killers they'll shoot up your vigil
Louis, compliments of Virgil
[?], all I know is murder, for real
I'll kill a burglar
Fly as fuck inside the Givenchy, I might just experience turbulence
I'm clutchin' 'cause I'm paranoid, last night I read The Art of War
If you broke, what you talkin' for?
Told the circle whatever's mines is yours
Love the way she make it clap
Love the way she throw it back
She said, "Hold the Range controller"
I said, "Bae, I'm ready for it"
Micro dose it, keep me goin'
I can feel my blood flowin'
On that vegan Oreo, I can feel my brain flowin'
Me and J-Rod chainsmoke
Move or he'll bust your head open
Take some drugs to calm me down, I got PTSD
I'm a king so bend a knee
I work hard, ain't nothin' free
We gon' shoot them niggas flee
Paid eight hunnid for the fee
At the Gallows's straight from Bree
They know Money Man a G
I can't lie, I'm influential
Might just take off temperamental
Had them youngins call me Flippa
Fuck these hoes, ain't sentimental
Got the bag, I made it triple
Charge 'em, bussin' down the [?]
Split them racks right down the middle
Evil thoughts, Dracs' and Glocks
Pounds of Percs, all in the spot
Lil' bruh and them keep serving Fent', they made it hot
Should I go to court today? Maybe not
How you make it this far? I had to pray a lot
When I'm 'round the police, I don't say a lot
Had them youngins call me Flippa
Fuck these hoes, ain't sentimental
Got the bag, I made it triple
Charge 'em, bussin' down the [?]
Split them racks right down the middle
Evil thoughts, Dracs' and Glocks
Pounds of Percs, all in the spot
Lil' bruh and them keep serving Fent', they made it hot
Should I go to court today? Maybe not
How you make it this far? I had to pray a lot
When I'm 'round the police, I don't say a lot
My white floor look like Oscar Reeves
My black bitch look like Jayda Cheaves
She lovе to come, do birds and bees
I'm traffic, transportation fees
Had to tat' my back and sleeves
I fuck with the [?] but fuck thе [?]
That stick and compact is all I need
They love to follow, I took the lead
Damn, her body influential
Never lack, I keep a pistol
Killers they'll shoot up your vigil
Louis, compliments of Virgil
[?], all I know is murder, for real
I'll kill a burglar
Fly as fuck inside the Givenchy, I might just experience turbulence
I'm clutchin' 'cause I'm paranoid, last night I read The Art of War
If you broke, what you talkin' for?
Told the circle whatever's mines is yours
Love the way she make it clap
Love the way she throw it back
She said, "Hold the Range controller"
I said, "Bae, I'm ready for it"
Micro dose it, keep me goin'
I can feel my blood flowin'
On that vegan Oreo, I can feel my brain flowin'
Me and J-Rod chainsmoke
Move or he'll bust your head open
Take some drugs to calm me down, I got PTSD
I'm a king so bend a knee
I work hard, ain't nothin' free
We gon' shoot them niggas flee
Paid eight hunnid for the fee
At the Gallows's straight from Bree
They know Money Man a G
I can't lie, I'm influential
Might just take off temperamental
Had them youngins call me Flippa
Fuck these hoes, ain't sentimental
Got the bag, I made it triple
Charge 'em, bussin' down the [?]
Split them racks right down the middle
Evil thoughts, Dracs' and Glocks
Pounds of Percs, all in the spot
Lil' bruh and them keep serving Fent', they made it hot
Should I go to court today? Maybe not
How you make it this far? I had to pray a lot
When I'm 'round the police, I don't say a lot
