Da Youngfellaz - Tats On My Arm lyrics

rate me

(Jay Storm)

Raps all on my mind, stacks all on my grind, nigga

No tats all on my arm, just a watch to help me tell time

My ambition, got me vicious, and we taking wall to wall

Looking through my phone like which hoer to call?

Camouflage on like we’re going to war

Tell the presi that we got a couple hundred in our cargos

And that’s one leg, hit a code red

Cause we smoking lie it's Marlboro

Tree high, and we'll do a 5 on 1 like it’s Levi

Green in the air, money and weed, your right, I’m left, Lisa

Doe and the cheese, pizza, flowing is mean, diva

I snap in the head, tisa

And then pocket the bread now we up

And I’m gone

And you still be trying to ask me what I’m on, I just tell them I don’t know but it’s strong, gone

(Sho-Biz)

I got this Lo all up on my body, hoes all up in the lobby

Like damn I just wanna meet Sho or something

Well bitch show me something, surprise me

They say I’m fly I’m like that’s true

Stock rims on that black coup, I confess my nigga

I get fresh my nigga, the whole’s blessing nigga, no ha’chu

Ride blades, karate chop, they fly, probably not

Everybody talking about they panameras, they worhauls and they bosciouts

All you rappers got a Hublot here's something that you need to do

Spend a little more time on being you

Make some records that believable

Cause I fuck girls that like hoes, conditional, no white gold

My feng shui is in flight mode, Andre three stacks my heart Ice cold

I'm outkast to you fake niggas, I'm Jaffar to you snake niggas

Magic carpet I'm Aladdin fly, can't rap niggas, gotta trace niggas

I rock 2 chainz, like I'm 2 Chainz, coup bangin that new Range

All black like I’m Bruce Wayne, Bruce flee is my new name

YF we do things, I’m MJ to you new name

My crew bang, back sick, 23 flu game

Thanks to Joe Aguiar for correcting these lyrics