Lyrics Stage Name - Loom

Yea
Yea

Shoutout all the homies and shit
Thats rocking with this
Bold for ever movement
Niggas know we plottin and shit
Look

She call me Loom
But I'm Ant Moore
Say she great but she want more
I hold weight ion hold doors
Wood on the dashboard
I reminisce but I move forward
I'll give you anything you ask for
Im feelin good need an encore

Midwest so it's Moncler
Yea

Feelin quite debonair
Always knew I'll see more

Bend some blocks wid a quarter tank
I guarantee dat she ain't bored

Cruising with the dealer plates
Fillin up the dinner plates
Folks said he slidin
So we copped an eighth
Young nigga and I'm from around da way
She know

She even know where my mama stay
We can link up any day, In any way
I scratched a couple items off ya bucket list
Scoring all the points, with a few assist
Plan to get it right, had a few attempts
And she gone cook it right, it's her favorite dish
Let me roll this cannabis

And she postin captions
And she bilingual
I think her mom's Latin
Shoutout to the homie
He just got his maters
Plottin on a million
Yea it take patience
Consistent motivation

Leadin by example, different dedication

Projectin the next summer to move somethin
I can never stay complacent
Lead the block at all angles
With the goals adjacent

Yea...
I got my name stamped in the pavement
Got the shirt tucked in it's a big occasion
Money clip with the silver casing
All the bills turned in one direction
That's organized paper

Fresh twist with the high taper
Goatee with the clean razor
Got heat you ain't seen in ages
I'm coppin liquor from the back so I know it's aging
Same nigga just different stages
Can't block it with the old phases

Above the rim I ain't Caucasian
Inna mornin yea she wake n bakin
Fried eggs with the turkey bacon
Light pepper on the mashed potatoes
Jerk wings, fresh rolls just what I was cravin
She bring it to me like she a waiter
I poe it up like a bartender
Clean cuts but I like em thinner
It's plated well so I ain't trippin
And I had to thank her
A half an hour she ain't keep me waitin

Stood up and I saw some cushion
I like yo hips and I like yo cookin
Remote start gotta get 2 it
Movin like I'm Frank Lucas

She call me Loom
But I'm Ant Moore
Said she great but she want more
I hold weight ion hold doors
Wood on the dashboard
I reminisce but I move forward
I'll give you anything you ask for
Yea
Yea
Yea, Yea, Yea

Sip the Duece while I'm cruisin
It's in the way then I'm Ray Lewis
Yea
Yea