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Derek Fisher Lyrics - Artist : Gunna
(Makers)
(Run that back, Turbo) Hesitation, wipe the tear from your eye Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin' in the sky You get your wish, you grab them sticks and we gon' slide Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay alive Shoot like Derek Fisher, ain't no nigga cross that line Told her I ain't got no missions, but I know she think I'm lyin' Oh, you can't beat my vibe, oh, I'm not looking for a ride Six or eight or nine foreigns when I open the garage Niggas pillow talkin', I can't barely get the time Aimed for a shot like Coffey, Playboi and VLONE covered my spine Put a M, shit talkin', pull up, spin a whole block and then ride Draco, AR, Glocks and carbon, put in the work for your side Keepin' it real, I just had to realize My colleague, he ain't tell, he stood up and took the time I got 'em on my trail and I still ain't in my prime We just tryna live, keep my people out of bind I done kept it solid, this shit always in they mind I done changed the climate, got this fuckin' money flyin' Backwood fulla biscotti, and I heard you smokin' pine Barely see somebody, to that bullshit I went blind Hesitation, wipe the tear from your eye Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin' in the sky You get your wish, you grab them sticks and we gon' slide Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay alive Shoot like Derek Fisher, ain't no nigga cross that line Told her I ain't got no missions, but I know she think I'm lyin' Oh, you can't beat my vibe, oh, I'm not looking for a ride Six or eight or nine foreigns when I open the garage Penthouse feel like heaven when I wake from a ménage I got every kinda color car in my garage Intercontinental with my bitch and a massage Buy a lot of diamonds, I flash my money, I like to floss My lil shooters, they on-point All I do is throw a six We locked in together forever, that shit's on four wrists Make 'em call me Papa Bear the way I get that porridge Walk inside the club, man, they start stormin' I came in the foreign I can't stop from goin' in Got too many dogs who're in the sky, can't let 'em score again Ask God for forgiveness, then go out and commit sin again They say we already won, I'm tryna win again, yeah Hesitation, wipe the tear from your eye Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin' in the sky You get your wish, you grab them sticks and we gon' slide Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay alive Shoot like Derek Fisher, ain't no nigga cross that line Told her I ain't got no missions, but I know she think I'm lyin' Oh, you can't beat my vibe, oh, I'm not looking for a ride Six or eight or nine foreigns when I open the garage |
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