Yeah
And I got C’s on the B, I agree to agree
Yeah
Yeah, I ain’t the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
I’m with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don’t know what she wanna eat
Ayy, no, you can’t walk in my shoes, can’t put your feet in my sneaks
These n#gg#s not who they say that they are, I need to see some ID
It’s America, America, even when it’s for free, it’s a fee
And you can be all you can be, still don’t mean you can be around me
Now I’m out in Atlanta, I just shot with Trouble, we running, we headed to Cheetah to eat
They be taking the flavor, they put out a single that sound like it’s featuring me
I agree to agree (Yeah, yeah)
n#gg#s embarrassing, this ain’t no “n#gg#s in Paris”
I’m from a hood that’s so dark, f#ck around and do the silhouette challenge (Yeah)
They tryna get him off-balance, dressing like this with the salad
Hold up, your season high is my minimum average
Grow up, ‘fore I turned twenty-one, they were like, “Man, this n#gg#’s a savage,” sew it
How can you say that we not the best? So I did sh#t with Khaled (Hi, daddy)
Yeah, got my daughter just living so lavish, bragging
This remind me of Iverson when he was missing his practice (Uh)
Yeah, I ain’t the one you can reach, burner be under the seat (Skrrt-skrrt)
I’m with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don’t know what she wanna eat (On me)
Ayy, no, you can’t walk in my shoes, can’t put your feet in my sneaks
These n#gg#s not who they say that they are, I need to see some ID
It’s America (America), America, even when it’s for free, it’s a fee
And you can be all you can be, still don’t mean you can be around me
And I ride with that fire and I’m out of my mind
And you’ll probably go blind if you seen what I see (On God)
I’m the n#gg# that got all these hoes popping p#ss#, ho, I think I’m Kilo Ali
I agree to agree (Woo)
When was I in a drought?
I hit from behind, then I’m out, ouch
My mortgage too high to be spending a night at your house (Yeah)
Why would you lie? Who could vouch? (Ayy)
I might just go to your office computer ’cause I feel like signing you out (Ayy)
I just might DM your BM and end up in her lil’ v#gina and mouth (Skrrt)
I ain’t these internet n#gg#s, they tripping, they must wanna die for the clout
You know what I was about
Ghetto Black n#gg# in the burbs
That n#gg# give his word (Word)
Bad b#tches getting curved (Swerve, skrrt)
Yeah, I ain’t the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
I’m with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don’t know what she wanna eat
Ayy, no, you can’t walk in my shoes, can’t put your feet in my sneaks
These n#gg#s not who they say that they are, I need to see some ID
It’s America, America, even when it’s for free, it’s a fee
And you can be all you can be, still don’t mean you can be around me
Now I’m out in Atlanta, I just shot with Trouble, we running, we headed to Cheetah to eat
They be taking the flavor, they put out a single that sound like it’s featuring me
I agree to agree
Look, yeah
Drift, Tokyo, Lamborghini (Yeah)
Maserati Quattropeeny-fineeny (Hold up)
Dro a nut like s#men
Riding in a Demon, and my lil’ ho look like a genie (Yeah)
Prada, we rocking it
Louis V, open toe, flipping it, flopping it
Dripping and dropping it
Crissing and crossing it
Talking ’bout you fresher than Dro, that is a mission impossible
Birkins, copping ’em daily and croc-ing ’em
Codeine and Fanta go down my esophagus (Uh)
Cut the dope like Baraka (Uh)
White bricks, Andy Milonakis
I’m perping with pressure
The pistol I’m packing, I’m popping
I promise, I purchase a plethora
Pumping it properly, p#ss#, she popping it, player
Got your b#tch hot as a pepper
I’m dining exquisite, no surfing and turfing
Halibut straight out the sea with the urchins
You see your b#tch at the spot, then she working
I’m a big cat with dog food in the ‘burban
This is America
f#ck with Young Dro from Atlanta, boy, this sh#t gon’ get hysterical
I ain’t the one you can reach
Fly as a bird with no motherf#cking feet, Dro
Yeah, I ain’t the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
I’m with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don’t know what she wanna eat
Ayy, no, you can’t walk in my shoes, can’t put your feet in my sneaks
These n#gg#s not who they say that they are, I need to see some ID
It’s America, America, even when it’s for free, it’s a fee
And you can be all you can be, still don’t mean you can be around me
Now I’m out in Atlanta, I just shot with Trouble, we running, we headed to Cheetah to eat
They be taking the flavor, they put out a single that sound like it’s featuring me
I agree to agree
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Sy Ari Da Kid Lyrics – Agree To Agree