Songtexte No Seniors - A.S. ØNE

A.S. ØNE

Ooh ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Hoo ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Color of my clothes, the way I spit a flow
If you pay attention nigga, you already know
It's a pillsbury ting, the way I get the dough
So lit, make a senior citizen hit the woah
Cookie cutter niggas, man I'm on that other shit
They cannot believe that it's not butter when I spit
Flow prestine, the fit so clean
Got me feeling like I'm drenched in chlorine
Yeah I'm dripping, got these niggas tripping
Yeah I must be clipping, because I ain't got a limit
I ain't got minute, for your weak as shit
Give me a minute and I'mma wreak havok
On you niggas, talking to my hitters
All the way in France, homies, they the mans
Counting up the bands, do the rain dance
Like the shaman says, like the shaman says, aye

Ooh ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Hoo ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Hoo ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Positive nigga but bitch I'm flexing
Better steer clear when I got direction
Diamond in the rough look at my reflection
I'm out here VVS-ing
Better not look viewers discresion
All of this flash blinding no question
Yeah I get mines, lone wolf sometimes
Ain't gotta speak niggas gone get the message
I'm a freshman, hanging with the veterains
New senior, everyone a second him
Look at me up in my letterman
I'm a motherfucking wordsmith working with the lettering
Shining brighter than the damn sun
If nigga in my way, than you better tell the man run
Tell em' that it's A.S. ØNE, ya dun

Ooh ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Hoo ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Hoo ooh ooh
Hoo-ooo-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh