Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Solid (feat. Drake) Lyrics

Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Solid (feat. Drake) Lyrics
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Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna (feat. Drake)
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    "Solid." - Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna (feat. Drake)

    Album: Slime Language 2 (Deluxe)
    Track No: 12
    Ay
    Slip, slide, tryna provide for me
    For me
    For me
    Find me somewhere out in London, you know that's the hideaway
    I need some head and some moral support from you right away
    Since I been makin' donations to you like United Way, you know I do
    Stories you told me 'bout him, I can see that it's night and day, he told me the truth
    Walkin' from here to my bedroom, it feel like it's miles away, there's too many rooms
    And I'm still hard body, I don't fear nobody
    Phantom whips I'm ridin', all my friendships solid
    I get big deposits, all my whips exotic
    Revin' the engine, whoa
    City dependin', I gotta finish it
    I want opinions, why?
    She want a demon, yeah
    She want a ring or some sort of arrangement, yeah
    Something that's dangerous
    I wanna change it, I wanna claim it, yeah
    I want it painted, yeah
    She quick to say, "No," 'cause she know she a diamond, yeah
    She gettin' quiet, yeah
    She on a diet, she want a massage, yeah
    Tryna get intimate, ay
    Bank account never diminishin', yeah
    **** are changin' they images, yeah
    **** act hard, but they innocent
    Hop in a tank and move militant, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Find me somewhere out in London, you know that's the hideaway
    I need some head and some moral support from you right away
    Since I been makin' donations to you like United Way, you know I do
    Stories you told me 'bout him, I can see that it's night and day, he told me the truth
    Walkin' from here to my bedroom, it feel like it's miles away, there's too many rooms
    And I'm still hard body, I don't fear nobody
    Phantom whips I'm ridin', all my friendships solid
    I get big deposits, all my whips exotic
    Trunk on the engine
    I'm on a mission
    The Bronco two-fifty, I'm out your division
    I got 'em excited
    Know it's been a lil' minute, I left her delighted
    Man, I love all of her Chrome Hearts, these suckers despite it
    The touch is the Midas
    She said, "Fuck me and cum," I just do it like Loverboy Nike
    Ordered the jet just for you and your friends
    Chauffeur you 'round in that big body Benz
    Got a lil' bitch that came up from nothin'
    We shoppin' in London and doin' it big
    Been in private, but we out in public
    I know we the topic for you and your kids
    Life's Monopoly, goin' broke not an option
    If they could've stopped it, they would've been did
    They would've been dead
    She could be the wig, don't play with my head
    Don't you test my emotions
    Don't be textin' my phone every day, I'ma leave it on read
    I'm diggin' and strokin'
    My new bitch pussy wet like a ocean, I need a new spread
    The solid one, chosen
    Young Gun' wanna stay focused, I can't let 'em put me on edge
    No, they cannot put me on edge
    I just bust down my wrist and it's rose gold, and it's ahead
    I just put pointers on fifties
    I just counted ten million, all cash, and got head from the feds, woo
    Yeah, I just told 'em if he play
    Then we stoppin' the growth of they dreads, stoppin' it
    I just had a talk with the peppermint Porsche
    Damn, I'm never gon' drive 'em this year
    Feel the panoramic doors
    We got fours and deuces, toast
    I'm the big dog of my coast
    Micro minis with the scopes
    Ain't tellin' this bitch my goals, my goals
    Had her livin' at the Montrose, Montrose
    I'ma peep, but a player not poor, yeah
    I been thinkin' 'bout sellin' my soul, woo
    Take me out the country and drop me in apartments
    She won't see me cry
    I just put macaroni cheese in my pocket
    And it came with the sides
    I just put twenty mil' inside a escrow
    I don't give a fuck 'bout your life
    You had a buzz, but that shit was too little
    I promise you never was hot

    Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Elias Sticken, Jeffery Williams, Michael Hernandez, Ozan Yildirim, Sergio Kitchens & Wesley Glass.

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