Like Usher - Rv

Anytime I keep up a fuckery

I do it discreet like across Greece

All the times I went on a glide and flew out the ride

I weren’t leaving the country (Nah)

Fuck all of my opps

Think I’ve gone soft 'cah Rev’s gone mainstream (Huh?)

If I come to your block

Then suttin’s get dropped or it’s Section 18

'017, no kids or women

This year I’m hittin' pets as well (Bow)

New wap with extra shells

I dare man try forget themselves (Go on)

I weren’t stressed in jail (Nah)

I was kickin' back textin' girls (Haha)

Had a black pump like I filled my tank

That might explain all the petrol smell (Maybe)

But maybe I burnt my fit

Ha, she ain’t gotta ask too much

'Cah I gotta her focused on firmin' dick (Ah)

Who am I to say no?

(Huh?)

She tryna give me the box, thot

I just want thirty six (Bitch)

If I get my hands on the pussy or opps

You’re gonna be worse than birthin' kids

New wap that I got for the bootin'

Vladimir Putin, it came from Russia (Russia)

Really liked that tracksuit

Pissed that I had to let it burn like Usher (Pissed)

This bad B thinks she’s my boo

Confessions, I don’t love her (Nah)

Bro asked if I’m down to ride

(Yeah) Yeah, you ain’t gotta call like Usher

Had two skengs in the ride, got away from jakes

What a lucky fucker (Lucky)

Caught up in traffic

Spin that whip, U-turn like Usher (Skrr)

Go on a glide on Friday

Get smokey, Chris Tucker (Smokey)

They’re broke, and get smoked

Pissed, opps get it bad like Usher

How many times did I jump in the ride and crash?

But I weren’t tryna make no claim (How many?)

Didn’t even claim that works

Just lift him in the air like David Blaine (Boom)

I don’t know half of these opps, washed

Tryna get a taste of fame (Dickhead)

When they’re hashtaged in the bio

I bet I find out all the paigon names

Life change when I made some change

Still shave mans head like Damon Wayans (Ching, ching)

Shh got shh, he was like Usher

Bet you wish you could trade his place

Done him like I done up his bredrin

Three in his back, Leighton Baines

Same time that I did my first wettin'

Fat Joe was tryna make it rain (No cap)

I don’t know about Amazing Grace

Gunshots are the sweetest sound (Sweet)

Instead of a stick

You went and brought drip, prick

Now you’re just bleedin' out (Haha)

Got left in a pool of blood

Told bro «let's see if he drowns»

Smoking on shh, he’s so loud

Neighbours told me to keep it down (Loud)

New wap that I got for the bootin'

Vladimir Putin, it came from Russia (Russia)

Really liked that tracksuit

Pissed that I had to let it burn like Usher (Pissed)

This bad B thinks she’s my boo

Confessions, I don’t love her (Nah)

Bro asked if I’m down to ride

(Yeah) Yeah, you ain’t gotta call like Usher

Had two skengs in the ride, got away from jakes

What a lucky fucker (Lucky)

Caught up in traffic

Spin that whip, U-turn like Usher (Skrr)

Go on a glide on Friday

Get smokey, Chris Tucker (Smoke)

They’re broke, and get smoked

Pissed, opps get it bad like Usher

Ghosty