Lyrics Elevate - Laycon

Yeah
It′s corny sir (ahh echo)
(Any given monday)
Jiggy jiggy heavy heavy
All eyes on me simply cause i told em look boy
Am past the past am the one you call the future,
If this is music then the Angel's need a feature .
I hope you listening Raphael
Man i set fire to the rain like Adele
You don′t believe me? Tell me why the weather hot?
I assassin walk around with dagrin hoody
Jaybiggy hey biggy even this is why i stay busy
Then fuck around I'm
The type of guy who hate pussy fat pussies killing anybody men
I earn body myself I'm God and i earned it while i drop bodies
Talk about bodies gotta be sexy
Talk about booties gotta be biggy (for real)
Ya′ll think smalls
I think Kemmy
If she got a bom body
I′m been learn
This is woke season
God's season
While you talking beef, jesus multiply fishes
Never come clean then you know I′m riding detty
Am always number one and i ain't never been a goalie
Crazy ya?
Okay ya′ll get defensive when you breaking back
Attack attack
This isn't dope? Then why you breaking back?
The way i run my race got this people running mad
I′m bad, I'm mad, I'm sad
And am a son without a dad
And my goals rolling keeps dropping bus from heaven
Numbers never perfect but am lucky number seven
Never gon′ stop so somebody′s gonna tell'm
I′ve got music in my GINs like the button on my denim
Hey!!
Echo!!
Hey!! (any given monday)
Music for your body
Ouuhh
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