CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : 07 sh*t
Hook
On that 07 sh*t x7
Bridge
I’m so A1 ever since day one
Mister money bag mister James Bond
I come through flexin with all my chains on
CC on my neck. You smokin K1
Ain’t to take backs these n***as wave cap
b*t*h said that I should get face tats
Come get your lil b*t*h’s face back
She drop her neck off and right in my lap
f**kin that b*t*h with no feelings attached
This Damier music you know we invented that
If I got your back who the f**k got my back
I remember takin trips to the trap
Shoutout Samurai you know he gone wack
Put chrome on the heart of a b*t*h with a bag
Can’t make the wrong move think these cops on my ass
I’m sippin on wock because actavis dead
I’m stacking up 50’s that’s whole lotta red
Memento mori my feelings is
I’m addicted to chasing and spending this bread
Been 400 years still a slave to the dead
Hook
On that 07 sh*t x11
(Autumn)
I just ran up 10 let’s go hit up saks
f**k it I spend it and make it right back
07 sh*t b*t*h you know we can’t lack
Yeah I make hits of a(dele)dell
But I keep me a Mac
Most of these n***as gone tell
And you know that’s facts
n***a said he worth a mill
But we know that’s cap
How the f**k you sign a deal
And still ain’t on the map
I just said f**k it foreal
I ain’t got time for that
n***as won’t problems foreal
Got a three cinco seven for that
(Blaat!)
On that 07 sh*t x7
Bridge
I’m so A1 ever since day one
Mister money bag mister James Bond
I come through flexin with all my chains on
CC on my neck. You smokin K1
Ain’t to take backs these n***as wave cap
b*t*h said that I should get face tats
Come get your lil b*t*h’s face back
She drop her neck off and right in my lap
f**kin that b*t*h with no feelings attached
This Damier music you know we invented that
If I got your back who the f**k got my back
I remember takin trips to the trap
Shoutout Samurai you know he gone wack
Put chrome on the heart of a b*t*h with a bag
Can’t make the wrong move think these cops on my ass
I’m sippin on wock because actavis dead
I’m stacking up 50’s that’s whole lotta red
Memento mori my feelings is
I’m addicted to chasing and spending this bread
Been 400 years still a slave to the dead
Hook
On that 07 sh*t x11
(Autumn)
I just ran up 10 let’s go hit up saks
f**k it I spend it and make it right back
07 sh*t b*t*h you know we can’t lack
Yeah I make hits of a(dele)dell
But I keep me a Mac
Most of these n***as gone tell
And you know that’s facts
n***a said he worth a mill
But we know that’s cap
How the f**k you sign a deal
And still ain’t on the map
I just said f**k it foreal
I ain’t got time for that
n***as won’t problems foreal
Got a three cinco seven for that
(Blaat!)
