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lagos - adam$ & adonile lyrics

[produced by 2aab]
turn that sh*t up two
[intro]
it’s december and there’s literally no other place anyone should be, but, lagos. lagos has the vibe, it has the concerts, it has the parties, it has the shows, it has the drugs, it has the weed, it has the s*x…

[hook: adam$]
out in lagos with the boys, we run the town we own this sh*t
i put up forty on a land i build a forte on top this b*tch
upmost pressure when i step i got a foot up on they necks
n*ggas, cold, f*ck ’em foes, minus degrees up on my neck

out in lagos with the boys, we run the town we own this sh*t
i put up forty on a land i build a forte on top this b*tch

send in thе clones! huhn?!?

[verse 1: adonile]
reporting live from thе gutters i put my mind in it
so i told her put your f*cking back innit
throw it back like a picture no hands with it
ass claps back like a, n*gga, talked trash to it
tell me what you really want (yeah)
good lovin’ or a gucci purse? (yeah)
some ice to match your louis belt? (yeah)
i’m dripping water if you couldn’t tell
runny nose outrun jamaicans any day
told her pop a big bottle of chardonnay
tristan, kristen is your name really christian?
f*ck that i’ma make you amen (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: adam$ & (adonile)]
right leg on the rollie how i step in right on time (yeah)
said, “i’m dark skin, look like s*x”
b*tch, i know it’s a flex
power tripping issa jet
we got purple in the red
ol’ 4 life 30 12 (yeah)
issa start when you end, uhn!

[interlude: adam$]
out in lagos with the boys, we run the town we own this sh*t
i put up forty on a land i build a forte on top this b*tch
upmost pressure when i step i got a foot up on they necks
n*ggas, cold…

[verse 3: adonile]
last year i was 19 (word), this year i’ma be 21 (21)
i’m no einstein, i’m no carson, i’m sure that’s how time works (on god)
n*ggas, steady sh*t on my dreams
lil shawty mix coke with the lean (straight up)
i want what’s inbetween (meow, meow)
made a hunnid on lottery tickets now i’m asking n*ggas what they want
they playing my sh*t & they f*ck with this verse
pressuring when i put in the work
alcoholic drink every drop of your confidence, man
f*ck that sh*t, n*ggas, want smoke so i popped they sh*t
itty little b*tch in a city with no kins
and her man blowing trees and my hands on her head while she swallowing my kids (yuh)
[verse 4: adam$]
my g got off white money off scamming whites
louis got him dripping right
she’ll turn if the price is right
that’s why she can’t be my wife
i took ’em pills for the sleepless nights
private if i catch a flight
only right if your fly this high
my momma gon’ get a crib on my life

[verse 5: adam$]
foot on gas when we swerve i get that cash
split the bread like a piece of cake
drown in cash, no life guard, i don’t need saving i’ma just marinate
quest for the bag on 25/8
stone cold n*gga with ice in my veins
twenties, fifties, hunnids, when i stack, i stack in different safes

[hook: adam$]
out in lagos with the boys, we run the town we own this sh*t
i put up forty on a land i build a forte on top this b*tch
upmost pressure when i step i put a foot up on they necks
n*ggas, cold, f*ck ’em foes, minus degrees up on my neck
uhn, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, h*ll, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[outro]
yeah, i got that. i got that, n*gga!

- adam adonile lyrics

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