above the rim - jaron lyrics
hit that b**** 4 times on stunna 4 vegas
i’m wildin’ my n****
use to work retail to get the releases
been stylin’ my n****
i’ve been on it my n****
see i’ve been livin’ above the rim
they tried to rob me like aaron gordon
i made her bussdown on murakami
i made her sing on the mic like jordan
n**** seen a hunnit racks bussin’ out the gucci bag
gotta spend a buck fifty for the louis v. tag
hol’ up
n**** bought a pound for the blow
couple dimes for the road
only one place to go
okay
i’m shootin’ my shot while i’m sippin’ the double cup
she suckin’ the tip for some one’s in the duffle
so used to fake diamonds
cubic make her shuffle on ‘em
i’m just what she needed
i, that b**** 4 times on stunna 4 vegas
i’m wildin’ my n****
i, use to work retail to get the releases
been stylin’ my n****
please don’t ask questions ‘bout h*** that you know i pipe down on the regular
ruthless, undoubtedly head of the state
ain’t no trumpin’ me n****
i’m livin’ above the rim
they tried to rob me like aaron gordon
i made her bussdown on murakami
i made her sing on the mic like jordan
n**** seen a hunnit racks bussin’ out the gucci bag
gotta spend a buck fifty for the louis v. tag
hol’ up
n**** bought a pound for the blow
couple dimes for the road
only one place to go
okay
i’ve never been shy of the racks i’m holdin’
cops can’t believe it
they pulled me over
out in va when i hit the corner
know a n**** packin’ and the smoke came with it
mia b****** want a n**** in attendance
seen a bag of money now she want the diamond tennis
shawty got the fatty
got a n**** reminiscin’
aye
back when i hit that b**** 4 times on stunna 4 vegas
i’m wildin’ my n****
i use to work retail to get the releases
been stylin’ my n****
please don’t ask questions ‘bout h*** that you know i pipe down on the regular
ruthless, undoubtedly head of the state
ain’t no trumpin’ me n****
i’m livin’ above the rim
they tried to rob me like aaron gordon
i made her bussdown on murakami
i made her sing on the mic like jordan
n**** seen a hunnit racks bussin’ out the gucci bag
gotta spend a buck fifty for the louis v. tag
hol’ up
n**** bought a pound for the blow
couple dimes for the road
only one place to go
okay
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