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A.2.Z - IN DEMAND lyrics

Artist: A.2.Z

album: SOCIAL DEGENERATE


I got hoes, in demand
Pocket watching
Singing ultralight beam
Fuck the money
Coming faster
I don't think I need to scheme
Cocaine powder on the table
We ain't fuckin with no lean
Nah nah nah nah nah
Gimme the bass
Gimme the loot
15k for a hotel room
Gimme the chase
Tripping on shrooms
Till the next day in the afternoon
Gimme the bass
Gimme the loot
15k for a hotel room
Gimme the chase
Tripping on shrooms
Till the next day in the afternoon
*Break*
Shout out to the cops that's listening
You can suck my fucking dick
I been walking down the streets
And you ain't fuckin finding shit
They ain't shaking on my hand
Never wanted me to win
Tables turning
Bridges burning
So much hoes got empty clips
Sun is down
New eclipse
Ain't no light inside this bitch
Generation new depression
Under pressure from the Jinns
Le Goldmane
Hot shit
You ain't touching burning metal
Sign the papers
Make a wish
Brand new house in Sacramento
Le Goldmane
Top boy
Who the fuck you gone be trapping
Stupid motherfuckers think
That I'm out here pushing packets
I been pushing on this sound
Bitches jumping on my rocket
Le Goldmane
A.2.Z
Takin over you can't stop it
Nah nah
I got hoes in demand
Pocket watching
Singing ultralight beam
Fuck the money
Comin faster
I don't think I need to scheme
Cocaine powder on the table
We ain't fuckin with no lean
Nah nah nah nah nah
Gimme the bass
Gimme the loot
15k for a hotel room
Gimme the chase
Tripping on shrooms
Till the next day in the afternoon
Gimme the bass
Gimme the loot
15k for a hotel room
Gimme the chase
Tripping on shrooms
Till the next day in the afternoon
We done signed our fucking lives
So lil boy you gone have to listen
We done sold our fucking souls
So you could eat some fucking biscuits
I don't speak no fuckin Englo
Only language talk is business
You gone have to pack the strap
From the all bullets that you missing
I don't bend
I don't fold
When you shoot
Boy better reload
I got cash
Calling my phone
Fucking on hos and smoking on cones
She come home
Straight to the dome
Yung Le Goldmane like heavyweight stone
You's a good boy
Toss you a bone
Sleeping in luxury
Memory foam
Yung Le Goldmane
Big boy status
Haunted house I been abandoned
Slept in the trash
Look where we standing
Hollywood hills
Louie V jacket
You's a broke boy
Ain't doin Jack shit
Sleepless nights
That's how it happened
Now we got money we take it for granted
Fixing my problems
You popping on Xanax
Look at my bank account
Money outstanding
Ain't had an option
I had to keep rapping
Remember days motherfuckers was laughing
All of the hoes that you wanted
I'm tapping
I'm steady grinding
You steady relaxing
Fucking on models you fucking on ratchets
I'm steady grinding
You steady relaxing
Fucking on models you fucking on ratchets
I got hoes in demand
Pocket watching
Singing ultralight beam
Fuck the money
Comin faster
I don't think I need to scheme
Cocaine powder on the table
We ain't fuckin with no lean
Nah nah nah nah nah
Gimme the bass
Gimme the loot
15k for a hotel room
Gimme the chase
Tripping on shrooms
Till the next day in the afternoon
Gimme the bass
Gimme the loot
15k for a hotel room
Gimme the chase
Tripping on shrooms
Till the next day in the afternoon
*Climax*

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