Lux

[Verse 1] These niggas talk fashion This lux of a life I be having You niggas couldn't grasp it, you niggas to average You talk that shit, but couldn't walk it either These niggas know me, for the motherfucking gold in the teeth But I keep it lowkey In these motherfucking streets Where these bitches slow grind for a motherfucking G Insanity roams in the motherfucking beat But I'm scrapping through my demons for a motherfucking beast Locking all the doors till you motherfuckers see That this nigga Inglor is the motherfucking key God, let me slow down for The Lord If sinning was a fashion, I'd die for a cause Women never ride for the boa but I'm digging through my mind for a blood Through my mind for a blood diamond [Hook] Versace souls, Balenciaga gold Balmain jeans with a watch of a king This lux of a life finna' rob me, dang Finna' rob me dang, nigga Finna' rob me dang, finna' me dang, nigga Yeah nigga, finna' rob me dang [Verse 2] Load it till the motherfucking click go I'm a motherfucking schizo Last through the silence, I'll pass through the violence Of the motherfucking stragg's and the simp's Ride with the pimps, set aside all the chips Cause money making venue will surprise hella shit Niggas trip hard when the broads let 'em hit Like pussy run everything, nah it ain't shit, nigga I pass hella blunts, hit your bitch nigga The mafia runs hella shit, nigga You probably never hit a lick, but you run with a clique Nigga you a simp, nigga Your niggas never load up a clip, let explode on your hip But you 'spose to repent, cause sinning to the Lord is below hella shit Send 'em to the gawd, so he know that is I, ah [Hook] [Bridge] Load it for us, load it for us Load it for us, tell these bitches just to hold it for us And they hold the doors cause the king finna' rise on that ass And they hold the doors cause the queen finna' pass on that ass [Verse 3] Yeah bitches bow down nigga, nigga Yeah bitches bow down to the god like I Swords to the core, feel the wrath like ahh Cloth is Simons and the hat is Don Niggas know I am what you aren't and more Push me to the stars with the hands of God Switch it to Allah with Akbar, not the Frank the Ocean My car never starts, so this can't be noticed Bitches hold me down to the, nah I said that enough for the night Let me get into what these whore's on tonight So my niggas pull the card so they sure they gon' ride Let my niggas know if you blow, let my niggas know if you go Let me pull the clothes from these hoes, nah Put it to the nose of these hoes So they spot is filling, and they blow can show [Hook]