Sights - A$AP Rocky ft. Playboi Carti

(EVILGIANE)

(SURF GANG, bitch)

Yeah

You know what I'm sayin'?

BABYXSOSA in this motherfucker (Sosa)

Uh, ride in that Maybach and no, I'm not Ross (Huh, yeah)

I just told Sosa that she is the boss (Yeah)

We livin' our life and we livin' it large (Livin' our life and livin' it large)

I was born like this, I cannot fall (Born like this, I cannot— yeah)

I been like this, I'm not like y'all (I been like this, I'm not like y'all)

I can't go to the mall, I'm bigger than the mall (I can't go to the mall, I'm bigger than the mall)

Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad (Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad)

Put a bag on the bitch, they'll kill it for the broad, yeah (Put a bag on the bitch, they'll kill it for the broad)

Got my niggas outside waitin' in the car, yeah (Got my niggas outside, they waitin' in the car)

Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah)

Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah)

Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah)

Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad (Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad)

Homixide, Homixide, yeah

Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad, uh

Put a bag on the bitch, a bag on the broad

Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad

Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad

Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad

Put a bag on the bitch, put a bag on the broad

Uh, ride in the Maybach and no, I'm not Ross (Yeah)

I just told Sosa that she is the boss (Yeah)

We livin' our life and we livin' it large (Livin' our life and we livin' it large)

We livin' our life and we livin' it large (Yeah)

I'm too hip, that girl glued to my hip (Hip, hip, hip, on my hip)

I'm too hip, that girl glued to my hip (Hip, hip, hip, on my hip, yeah)

I'm too legit, that tool glued to my hip (My hip, my hip)

I'm too legit, that tool glued to my hip (What? Hip, hip, hip, on my hip)

NY trill, shit on site, with them stills (What? Stills)

Do a love site, login, www.imnothinglikeyourman.com, uh (What?)

Slash com, all this— (What?)

Greatest of all time, they must have forgot like it's Alzheimer's (What? Like it's Alzh— yeah)

Old-timers, all kinda comments in my state of farm (What?)

Then shake some dollars and I'll break your heart, I won't make a promise

I'm too hip, that girl glued to my hip (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

I'm too legit, that tool glued to my hip (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)

Move your hips, don't kiss and tell

Glue your lips, who you know do it like this? (What?)

Uncle Luke, 2-Live Clique, my hood sound like July 6

All about that mula, bitch, that mula, bitch

Still with the shits and it's on sight with them when we see 'em (When we see 'em)

And it's on sight with them when we see 'em (When we see 'em)

When we see 'em (See 'em, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)

Uh, ride in the Maybach and no, I'm not Ross (Flacko, yeah, yeah)

I just told Sosa that she is the boss (Ah, yeah)

We livin' our life and we livin' it large (Livin' our life and we livin' it large)

We livin' our life and we livin' it large