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florida baby - sinnah lyrics

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florida baby lyrics
(hook)
when i come thru, i notice all eyes on me
lil n*gga coming straight outta the streets
yeah yeah yeah

she just wanna drink and smoke weed
she on the table shakin her ass on beat
clap clap clap

i’m that n*gga thought i told ya that
this choppa on me got a shoulder strap

in case they don’t know how to act

pull up make you n*ggas run track

i don’t even rap, i spit facts

(verse 1)
i don’t care bout how they step cuz we step harder
yeah that fire on my hip but my neck water

yeah the glizzy do the job but tommy hit harder
she like bae that gun loud but your weed louder

smooth as michael, moon walk*in on the beat
she called me daddy, what her father gon think ?

true religion on my ass
a young n*gga don ran into a bag
i got the white girl, picking up the pack

i be with k!llas so watch where you point the cameras
a lot of mops, a n*gga hanging with janitors
i’m the goat, straight heat like wherever the camels at
life was gettin kinda crazy had to handle that

white diamonds on the chain, white privilege
i made the money multiply, you see my dividends

she heard my songs and went straight for the d*ck
the way i hit it, she said sinnah makes hits

(hook)
when i come thru, i notice all eyes on me
lil n*gga coming straight outta the streets
yeah yeah yeah
she just wanna drink and smoke weed
she on the table shakin her ass on beat
clap clap clap

i’m that n*gga thought i told ya that
this choppa on me got a shoulder strap

in case they don’t know how to act

pull up make you n*ggas run track

i don’t even rap, i spit facts

(verse 2)
i don’t care about what they post, they on the same sh*t
broke n*ggas on the gram with the same fit

im a florida baby, i be drippin sauce
heard he was looking for his b*tch, she with us

just filled her mouth with h*lla kids like a bus
no pun intended my n*gga she went nuts

that toaster real close, you play and now you toast
my potna screaming slatt, my pockets is screaming locc

if that n*gga talking crazy he ain’t talkin to me
he a p*ssy in real life but a gangsta on beats

look, i’m finna get the drop on em
you’d think he turnin 21, we got some shots for em

i pay the full price, you get it fronted lil b*tch
you see the chain yeah i’m stuntin lil b*tch

this glock came with a drummer lil b*tch
we making songs all summer lil b*tch

(hook)
when i come thru, i notice all eyes on me
lil n*gga coming straight outta the streets
yeah yeah yeah

she just wanna drink and smoke weed
she on the table shakin her ass on beat
clap clap clap

i’m that n*gga thought i told ya that
this choppa on me got a shoulder strap

in case they don’t know how to act

pull up make you n*ggas run track

i don’t even rap, i spit facts

- sinnah lyrics

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