Lyrics Father – Sephiroth
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Black boots tattoos yuh
Hair long like Sephiroth
Square Enix rare nigga dare niggas
Run up but they hella soft
Black hawk down
Pullin up like a black mobster
On any side of town
Big Benz ooh
Coupe swoop, oh yeah
Vroom vroom
Niggas like «Can I ride?»
I ain’t got no room
Whippin I-85, I just dropped my roof
Cartiers on my eyes
Nigga looking like a crook
Keep a bitch nigga shook, yuh
Running round like I’m Suge Knight
I’m here to fuck up your night
Keep the blade like Wesley Snipes
Valentino, chain
All my niggas is way too vain
Keep starin’ in the rear view
Hope twelve don’t get me too
Gosha, Dolce, pourin rose on a hoe face
Spent November in the Marriott
So fucked up got carried out
Real hard to text, plug used to call a nigga lil RX
Nigga you a boss that’s so farfetched
Silk garments and a gold Rolex
Black boots tattoos yuh
Hair long like Sephiroth
Square Enix rare nigga dare niggas
Run up but they hella soft
Might go cop a helicopter
Black hawk down
Pullin up like a black mobster
On any side of town
Big Benz ooh
Coupe swoop, oh yeah
Vroom vroom
Niggas like «Can I ride?»
I ain’t got no room
Whippin I-85, I just dropped my roof
Cartiers on my eyes
Nigga looking like a crook
When I die, gon’ die in Dior
All my girls gon’ cry for sure
Banging they fist on the motherfucking ground
Bouncin’ they ass up and down on the floor
When I die gon’ die in Chanel
All my boys gon’ blaze an L
Pourin they lean on the motherfuckin ground
Letting that shit run down to hell
Black tracksuits, tattoos
Twelve always think we on gang shit (gang gang yuh)
Tryna decode the lingo, understand the anguish
Tryna learn a young nigga language, yuh
Run up on a nigga get vanquished
Vanished, poof
Doin’ donuts sipping on goop
Tryna not be broke like you
Black boots tattoos yuh
Hair long like Sephiroth
Square Enix rare nigga dare niggas
Run up but they hella soft
Might go cop a helicopter
Black hawk down
Pullin up like a black mobster
On any side of town
Big Benz ooh
Coupe swoop, oh yeah
Vroom vroom
Niggas like «Can I ride?»
I ain’t got no room
Whippin I-85, I just dropped my roof
Cartiers on my eyes
Nigga looking like a crook
