Lyrics to Sensai
Yeah, Yeah, So
Yo, yo
The name's Dolla and I'm majoring in disrespect
Grip the Tec, left his fucking whip with a mess
Architect, build bridges with the bricks I serve
Nigga went from pitching herb to damn near flipping words
Shit's absurd, evidently uncanny
Every club in New York done banned me
Faggots can't stand me, bitching at the crowd too rowdy
Weed too loud and my bitch too astounding
Swear the hate is so see through
No daps when I see you or your weak crew
This the peep hole to my life I'm just giving you a peek, boo
Remember when you use your mouth to watch your teeth, who
Thinking about all of the shit that I couldn't have changed
Thinking about all of the shit that I wouldn't have changed
Thinking about all of the shit that I couldn't change
Thinking about all of the shit that I wouldn't change
Glock .40, the pistol, a issue, it spitting flames
Your bitch riding with me and know that she giving brain
The drugs in my body, she say that I'm thinking strange
The drugs in her body, she say that she feeling wave
Feeling like Jada on Ryder, I'm gripping grain
Double the cup, cause my nigga I'm drinking, pain
I'm counting that money, I swear I don't feel the same
When I'm counting that money, I swear that I don't feel the same
Counting that money, I swear that I...
Glock 40, the pistol, a issue
Yo, yo
The name's Dolla and I'm majoring in disrespect
Grip the Tec, left his fucking whip with a mess
Architect, build bridges with the bricks I serve
Nigga went from pitching herb to damn near flipping words
Shit's absurd, evidently uncanny
Every club in New York done banned me
Faggots can't stand me, bitching at the crowd too rowdy
Weed too loud and my bitch too astounding
Swear the hate is so see through
No daps when I see you or your weak crew
This the peep hole to my life I'm just giving you a peek, boo
Remember when you use your mouth to watch your teeth, who
Thinking about all of the shit that I couldn't have changed
Thinking about all of the shit that I wouldn't have changed
Thinking about all of the shit that I couldn't change
Thinking about all of the shit that I wouldn't change
Glock .40, the pistol, a issue, it spitting flames
Your bitch riding with me and know that she giving brain
The drugs in my body, she say that I'm thinking strange
The drugs in her body, she say that she feeling wave
Feeling like Jada on Ryder, I'm gripping grain
Double the cup, cause my nigga I'm drinking, pain
I'm counting that money, I swear I don't feel the same
When I'm counting that money, I swear that I don't feel the same
Counting that money, I swear that I...
Glock 40, the pistol, a issue
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