Hair Salon (Explicit) - Dreamville/Cozz/G Perico/REASON
Lyrics by:Cody Osagie/Jeremy Nash
Composed by:Cody Osagie/Jeremy Nash
From the barbershops to the hair salons
Yeah
My name stay on your head
I'ma catch hypothermia dawg
Let that sink in
Hahaha suckers
Read the headlines b***h a*s n***a it's bedtime
My n***a fresh home he on swole from doin' that fed time
Got the big ol' BG from my stomach to my chest
Bought my b***h some brand new silicone double D big breast
Enterprise around my neck goin' live for my respect
Ain't a life that I won't spare they goin' wild about my hair
She in her feelings I don't care I'm a player
So what b***h
Why these marks talkin' down on a gangster
Punk a*s n***a
I seen them blue lights thought about my two strikes
F**k
Jumped out and run 'cause I can't do life
Hahaha
Lil' voice in my head sayin' Kill 'em
Kill 'em kill 'em kill 'em
Lil' voice in my head demandin' millions
Money money money
6 AM I was in my drawers runnin' from the law duckin' the dawgs
On this mic I don't say s**t that's false
Sheets the streets the killers the thieves
All them h*es in the hair salons across the country talkin' about me
Ayy when you talk about me talk about top three
Ayy I tell no lies on and off of that beat
Ayy my n***as yell Cuz but your mama ain't my auntie
Ayy some my n***as yell Blood but for all my n***as I bleed
Woke up in the mornin' with a vendetta
I need to go vegan I gotta get bread up
F**k that lil' n***a I'm stackin' my n***as
Don't meet random b***hes it might be a setup
Real n***as don't fall for the get-up
I get up early your b***h make the bed up
Even if I let her beef and if you let us
Don't give a f**k if I was keto-dietin'
Give us a reason my people is riotin'
I try to keep peace but they tryin' it
Must be a lease 'cause we is not buyin' it
I'm talkin' 'bout all of that s**t you been sellin'
You n***as put gas in a Tesla
F**k all that talkin' 'bout who you think next up
Four fingers bought a West &
Six five T-8 street yeah n***a right off of Weston
Real Hunger Games in my section be the hungriest
A n***a hunger off some boney s**t
Cody Macc on that lonely s**t
In my own lane movin' forty-six
Takin' my time movin' at my own pace
Yeah n***a I'm in my own race b***h
6 AM I was in my drawers runnin' from the law duckin' the dawgs
On this mic I don't say s**t that's false
Sheets the streets the killers the thieves
All them h*es in the hair salons across the country talkin' about me
Yeah look REASON speakin' so your girl is movin'
Wait p***y killer I deserve the rumors
Lived through my pain and put my verses through it
And put the words into it
Look at this top s**t
If there's h*es in it I goes in it for sure wit it
P***y cold I done froze in it
Tell her Bring a friend we can both get it wait
Came up Eastside n***a
All those texts I don't respond n***a
Pull a bad b***h in a Nissan n***a
We get to arguin' off lips s**t
Like Eastside I'm too high three high
I smoke she drive livin' like I got three lives
F**kin' like I got three wives
My eyes swear they be recline
I like my women in whips form all of my whores be V sign
Let's rewind it's pressure baby s**t
She next to a cold n***a her soul liftin'
My money talk these h*es listen
Wait I only f**k gold diggers
Hit it from the side I pose hitters
Scream out to the neighbors
Be the women that got her a n***a
'Cause miss it one time it might all be taken
Money I'm chasin' race
6 AM I was in my drawers runnin' from the law duckin' the dawgs
On this mic I don't say s**t that's false
Sheets the streets the killers the thieves
All them h*es in the hair salons across the country talkin' about m