A stunning tribute to Phil Collins, getting money, and disrespecting bitches, projected through the heavens onto the interstellar beat. This shit really go stupid
[Intro]
Wake up, F1LTHY
I can tell exactly, what you thinkin inside yo head
But you dont know me motherfucker
You dont know I been all around the world
You dont know I fucked all kinds of bitches
All different kinds of waves
And all different kinds of failing situations
In a motherfucking penthouse, Paris
You dont know how I'm doin, man
You dont know how imp livin'
Nigga!
[Chorus: Ruben Slikk]
Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now that bitch callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Be finessin' on these niggas we gone keep ballin'
Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now that bitch callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Be finessin' on these niggas we gone keep ballin'
[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
Underestimate my bitches when they way smarter
Underestimate a nigga when I'm much harder
Underestimate my guala when its much taller
Ima educate my bitch in how the fuck to come up
Ima lay my head down when the fuckin sun up
And im only gettin up for the fuckin money
I did it for the love now its fuck that
I got my fuckin name now its fuck rap
[Chorus: Ruben Slikk]
I Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now she callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Be finessin' on these niggas they gone keep ballin'
Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now that bitch callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Be finessin' on these niggas we gone keep ballin'
[Verse 2: Lofty305]
Hundred thousand eight-seven thousand its for me and you
Livin' for the moment. totin, snortin, but i sip the screw
Payments on my ass I get it fast as fuck from different crews
Niggas playin pussy round me give no fucks bout what they do
Bitch I get that legal tender all my Ms got bitches too
Cut them boppers off the mag, doin what I told them to
Niggas actin scary why you mad cause I ain't notice you
Focus on my money not concerned with what you suckas do
Doin what I gotta with that powder to be comfortable
Keep on hatin shawty thats my reason not to fuck with you
Ima rise above and do exactly what I wanna do
Ask me who gone stop me ain't nobody finna conquer you
Pop my collar, beastin, and I told myself I honor you
I got what you want and what she want now she can't fuck with you
Swagger so abundant so reluctant when I nut in you
Bet you love that shit but bitch no time to eat no lunch with you
[Chorus: Ruben Slikk]
I Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now she callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Be finessin' on these niggas they gone keep ballin'
Drop my bitch off on that corner
5 hours later now that bitch callin'
I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
Be finessin on these niggas we gone keep ballin
Collins was written by Ruben Slikk & Lofty305.
Collins was produced by F1LTHY.
Ruben Slikk released Collins on Tue Jun 23 2015.