Ca**ius Jay - Attic lyrics

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Ca**ius Jay - Attic lyrics

[Hook] Momma and daddy used to be a crack addict I never go back broke, keep a milli in the attic Remember sleepin' on the floor, down badly Fast forward, the young n***a living lavish If you see her with me, she one of the baddest You see all these motherf**ing diamonds dancing And all of these racks stuffed inside my pants, damn And I got your girl P poppin' on a handstand [Verse 1] Dope boys do what they wanna s**ers do what they can Bad red b**h with me She talkin' bout she need a tan Every five days n***a, that's another hundred grand Hatin' on me around your b**h You just making that b**h a fan Can't make up my mind whether I want a Lambo or Rarri Wish my grandma was here Just so I could tell her I'm sorry Sorry for having all of them pounds of weed in your gardens Now I get 30 just to walk in and turn up and party When there wasn't no more room I slept on the floor b**h I just hit the strip club, threw some stacks on the floor Hey, I just cut the lights on when I walked in the door Quarter milly worth of ice, just look how it glow Don't pull on the side of me, boy your car too slow Them hitters right beside me, they shoot when I say go I get too f**ing high, don't know how to lay low All I know is street money, R.I.P to Bankroll [Hook] Momma and daddy used to be a crack addict I never go back broke, keep a milli in the attic Remember sleepin' on the floor, down badly Fast forward, the young n***a living lavish If you see her with me, she one of the baddest You see all these motherf**ing diamonds dancing And all of these racks stuffed inside my pants, damn And I got your girl P poppin' on a handstand [Verse 2] Keep a whole lotta gualla with me And a whole lotta shottas with me (n***a you ain't Jamaican) I mean a lot of shooters with me Slow down on lean, it's f**ing up my kidneys If she thick, I give that girl a business With the sh**, nah we don't leave no witness Between me and them, yeah it's a big difference They some f** n***as but I'ma keep it pimpin' She met a real n***a and started catching feelings My car goes real fast and it ain't got no ceiling I smoke exotic gas and my root beer filthy I k**ed that p**y last night, she said I'm guilty I slammed the whole pack, the plug got me ballin' My j**eler flooded me with alkaline water I told your momma thank you for your fine a** daughter Then called my plug and placed another order [Hook] Momma and daddy used to be a crack addict I never go back broke, keep a milli in the attic Remember sleepin' on the floor, down badly Fast forward, the young n***a living lavish If you see her with me, she one of the baddest You see all these motherf**ing diamonds dancing And all of these racks stuffed inside my pants, damn And I got your girl P poppin' on a handstand

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