SEVIN - Tha Greatest lyrics

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[Verse 1:]

Creased up, Beautifully pretty

Platinum flake point on the new infinity

Uh, High tech boost for the mitti's

So I can produce while I move through the city

Fresh T, Jew to the titty

SSB lookin smooth for the fitty

No stress we, Just on route to balissi

Lord bless the g's that you chillin wit me

I bang out, Cruise in the 50

Security encourage wit the uz in the dickie's

Chicks, They take flicks of the dudes in the twistie's

I don't do quickies, I ain't rude, But I'm picky

In the cockpit, Of a hot whip

Wit a drop kit, Hog click, Nigga got it

Lockin the profit, The topic, Of the gossip

Still hot like a hot spliff

What

[Chorus: x2]

Been the greatest since the 80s

And we can't let haters fade us

We hit the stage in chuck taylors

Still greatest, Change us, Save us

[Verse 2:]

Dip to the place and make weight

And we kick in the gates, And wit a click just as thick as the state

Pan wit a flick, Wit a wristband assistant we sway him

We glistenin, They whisperin, This is amazin

Haters keep hatin, We ain't trippin wit gay men

I spit for the crip and them flamin, Ya listenin, Amen

Rock the show til it pops to the optimo and lock the flow till 6 in the am

I'm sicker than kraven, Meanin he hard

You trip, You get to see the ER

You playin wit the level that really we are

We stay wit the ghetto like a EBT card

One time for the stars and the hood tats

Two time for the ballas and hoodrats

Trae times for the great minds

The 89 behind my state line

Y'all understand that

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]

And i'll be all in the e.y.e.

Wit a chick lookin like Taty Ali

Beat up, Sparred out in the v.i.p.

I'm knockin d.i.g. like the g.i.b.

Boy, Just tell ya niggaz kick back and just parle

I'm enjoyin my voyeur mint after a hard day

Just our way snatchin and stackin bar kay

In sack in back of a corvet all day

Some of these birds as feisty as the colonel

You flossin wit the cheese in the duck like we digiorno

Wishin the night was eternal

The roof ain't on fire, Like the inferno

I'm on rambo, In stance wit my camp, Bro

Do I plan to dance? No

I'm hangin out, Just whippin it up, Sit in the cut

Sippin the cup, Hit 'em up, Like what

And then we swangin out

[Chorus x2]