Realm Reality - Standing On The Couch lyrics
rate meI got bitches at the crib, drinks on the floor
Rubber band money from a crew that’s on their grind
Tonight’s about shorty, let them ride it, tryina play it cool
All I know is I ain’t trying play the fool
If we fucking, then we fucking
Leave him, love another, save the frontin’ for your man
I got wify at the crib and no time for small discussion
Tell me what she wanted from her movements on percussion
Oh, this the life when you living good
Range Rov’, different, different hoes in the same hood
I mean it, best friends, best friends, I’m in the light skin, dark skin
LA vibe, Cali chicks, New York City grimy bitches
Looking fine as shit, Georgia peaches, show my world speech
Standing on account flow whole and I go bottle, I show throttle
Swallowed by a couple models
Designer spinning, we them conning niggas, play the ball
With enough bread to chill inside the VIP
Love my game from Chi Ali, made of tongues, now our game has sprung
Cougartown ‘cause I made her feel young
Pussy is the motivation
And when it comes to mob shit, there’s no relation
When it comes to box, I never chase it
Maybe I can help you find a piece to hang with
Cold bottle sipping standing on the couch
Money on my wrist, bitches know what I’m about
Whispered in my ear I should put it in her mouth
An up top shorty but her ass is from the south
Cold bottle sipping standing on the couch
Money on my wrist, bitches know what I’m about
Whispered in my ear I should put it in her mouth
An up top shorty but her ass is from the south
Celebrating ‘cause we infamous
This grind mode, I pledge allegiance to Arithmetic
These cash flow, counter sounding symphonic
The word around town is that our orchestra is synchronic
We in concert, we is loud, can you hear the smoke?
Dreams of Phantoms, music anthems, can you see a Ghost?
Shorty looking righteous, I can see it poke, she approached
Feeling like a dummy with a key code
What I’m tryina say is shorty tryina hit me up
She in love, met her smoke, border, I’mma ski it up
‘Cause I be in the box ring making music from box pain
Like the … I’m not playing
This 2013 I’m not a player, joint
You see the major points and now you have to play a coin
So many haters, when they see you getting major love
House full of women, barefoot ‘cause you changed the rug
She on my Instagram but won’t follow
Pics to show off every angle, yes, she don’t model
Fronting for attention, took her out to eat
Oozy table manners ‘cause she told me she don’t swallow
Gave her more cuts than Apollo, Rocky 4, 11, when she say that papi roar
…where they say that you are not a boss, she about the sauce
Niggas hating on me, knock it off
Cold bottle sipping standing on the couch
Money on my wrist, bitches know what I’m about
Whispered in my ear I should put it in her mouth
An up top shorty but her ass is from the south
Cold bottle sipping standing on the couch
Money on my wrist, bitches know what I’m about
Whispered in my ear I should put it in her mouth
An up top shorty but her ass is from the south
