Ambition

[Outro: Fivio Foreign]
[tool: 歌詞滾動姬https://lrc-maker.github.io]
[length: 02:36.813]
[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign & Lil Tjay]
[Verse 2: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign]
[Verse 3: Lil Tjay]
[Verse 4: Fivio Foreign]
[Verse 5: Lil TJay]
Ambition (Ayy)
They gon love me for my ambition (Lil *****, ayy), oh (Bow)
For that ambition (You know the ****s)
They owe somethin, this is a Melo beat (Give it to him, lil *****), know the ****s
Traphouse Mob (Henny, Perc, lil *****)
You can have the ** **, you know what Im sayin? (****)
And look me and my eyes too, though, make me take note (Bow, gangstas in the spot, Fivi)
Okay, yeah (Baddies , ayy)
They gon love me for my ambition (Ayy), man, listen (Man, listen)
Did a show and had the fiends trippin (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Open the door and let my man get in (Bow)
They started this, but they always wanna go play the damn victim (Ayy)
We seen him, I hope his man with him (Hope his man with him)
Uh, you will die if you gon stand with em (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Its Fivio Foreign, I aint even scared of nann, ***** (Nah, nah, nah)
Aint no fear in him (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
You say its smoke, just know we airin shit (Nah)
Bodies droppin, youngins reckless, they dont care and shit (Grr, grr)
Growin up was skippin school, avoid my parents shit (Nah)
Always drippy cause we cared about appearances (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
VVSs on my body, you can stare atshit (Ayy)
See me ridin in that foreign, that McLaren shit (Skrrt)
Lately aint nobody try, but I been darin shit (Baow)
For some stupid ***** try, just know Im flarin shit (Look, ayy, baow)
Pay attention its demons (Demons), shooter with me fiendin
Let me chill (Baow, baow), you gon know when you see him, lil *** ** (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Tito pipe drivin, it was speedin (Skrrt)
All these Percocets, static Fivi, youre a demon (Youre a demon)
Sippin on this Wock, got me leanin (Got me leanin)
**** a thot, got her creamin (Got her creamin)
Then I told her gimme mop, gave her ***** (*****)
She gon do the whole gang like a demon (Demon)
All my *****s strapped up and we with that (And we with that)
Lotta violence homie, we dont do the chit -chat (Ayy, ayy)
I got my forty cal. on me, it push your wig back (Grr, baow, baow)
**** around, the bodies dropping, thats the big facts (Look , ayy, look, look)
Shooter find the target, he dont miss that (He dont miss that)
Glock forty, rubber grip, two-tone, mix and match (Ayy, ayy)
The ******* wanna leave cause your shit wack (Shit wack)
She always askin, 'Where the Lyft at?' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I know how she like it, Im a psychic (Im a psychic, uh)
She like, 'Fivi you so excitin' (She like, 'Fivi you so excitin' ayy, ayy)
Every time he saw me , he was frightened (Ayy)
Im a demon anda viking (Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, baow)
Yeah, Im SB (SB)
Really menace, it get filthy, dont you test me (Test me)
**** that cappin in your song, it dont impress me (Dont impress me)
I be really in the field, they tryna rest me (Arrest me)
Its my season, its the best me (Best me)
Ridin dirty, scared no police, they cant catch me (Catch me)
Rollie righty, AP leftie (Baow)
Diamonds drippin on my body, they cant wet me (Baow, baow)
No security, Im movin, they respect me (Ayy)
Catch a ******, the first ***** try to deck me (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Uh, these *****s nothin but clowns, ayy
Bow, know the ****s lil *****
**** around, get in tune
Ayy, Fivio Foreign
Bow
Ayy, ayy, yeah