LYRICS CANVAS 1942 lyrics

1942 lyrics

I don’t follow rules and they don’t like thatI was skippin’ school to get my sack rightMy bitch text me and ask why I don’t text backMy dog got outta prison and went right back

These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’sI’ma hit that if she let meThey don’t like how I talk that (hitmaka)Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’’42, I’m steady sippin’Yeah, I’m on and I’m off thatThese brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’sI’ma hit that if she let meThey don’t like how I talk thatFlooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’’42, I’m steady sippin’Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that

Yeah, yeahI don’t follow rules and they don’t like thatHit the club with wifey, brought a dime backHit the three twice and ran it right backI’m only here tonight ’cause in the morning got a flight backTalkin’ it, but you ain’t livin’ like thatThe Porsche cost a hundred, this is twice thatFlooded all my diamonds, Poland SpringBack in Oakland I’m a king, I know and Halsey is a tingYeah, ‘Rari detailed, there’s not a speck of dust on itI’ma get the bag, you can put some trust on itEverything is new, so it’s never rust on itAnd her booty so big you could park a bus on itYee, yee!

These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s

I’ma hit that if she let meThey don’t like how I talk thatFlooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’’42, I’m steady sippin’Yeah, I’m on and I’m off thatThese brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’sI’ma hit that if she let meThey don’t like how I talk thatFlooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’’42, I’m steady sippin’Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that

I don’t follow rules and they don’t like thatI was skippin’ school to get my sack rightMy bitch text me and ask why I don’t text backMy dog got outta prison and went right back28 on that scale, right back to the moneyStunting hard, show and tell like thatYeah, Versace table, Fendi rugAnd I got it out the mud

These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’sI’ma hit that if she let meThey don’t like how I talk thatFlooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’’42, I’m steady sippin’Yeah, I’m on and I’m off thatThese brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’sI’ma hit that if she let meThey don’t like how I talk thatFlooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’’42, I’m steady sippin’Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that

Red Christian Loubs, I rock designer shoes

Hunnid bands for my coupe, I speed and it go vroomBaby hit my line because she see them stars in the roofI’m up, now the whole gang got 24’s on the coupesTake a L, me, never, we in love, I liedForeign’s what we ride, in the jet, we flyIf he sayin’ he respect me, then it’s likewiseAnother man say he from another drive-byI like the way she shake that cake, it’s like a raceIf she bad, I might take her out, not on a dateSay she boujee, she hit my phone, her nigga lateA 100K just off two shows spent that in a day