ManeDawg Baby - LIFESTYLE

Hey, yo what up man? I got my guys in here. We got the Macbox, we got AD, we got Red Sox
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Shout out New York, Brooklyn town
Look, I'm Jordan. Uh. What
Is you recording? Yeah, man

I need gin. Cause I'm like Gordon. Yeah
Woah. Talking bout the lifestyle. Lifestyle
Lifestyle. Woah. Woah
Talking bout the lifestyle. Lifestyle

Lifestyle. Lifestyle
Lifestyle. She came at the right time
Right time. Flight time
Two blunts and some right wine

Right wine. Yeah
She's like a red wine. Yeah
Yeah. Yeah
On the flow. By the flow

Drippin' sauce all over the mob flow
Get a mob flow. Yeah
It's Mando and his beat
Don't get confused, boy. We runnin' the streets

Like some Nikes and some Jordans
Ballin' like some Gordon Hardins
Bitch, I'm pouring. Yeah
I'm pouring. Got guns and I'm pouring

Ice and wine. Just make time for my chorus
Aye. Is you recording
You know I'm ballin'
Like I'm Jordan. Pull up in a foreign

Sip codeine but I'm never snoring
I stay woke till the rain starts pouring
Is you recording? I ball like I'm Jordan
Skrrt, skrrt off in a Rory. That's a foreign

Woah. A codeine be pouring
Stay woke, boy. We ain't never snoring
Aye. Guns on me like a foreign
Aye. Sip and ballin'. Aye

Lifestyle is ballin'. Aye
Everything is ballin'. Aye
Dark girls, they be calling. Aye
Fresh as dead like some Jordans

What
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This a lifestyle. Lifestyle. Woah, woah

This a lifestyle. Lifestyle
This a lifestyle. Lifestyle
This a lifestyle. It's the flight time
So fly in the sky. This a airline

Airline on another level. Woah
Intro look like a Benzo. Woah
Step on the block like I bleach. Yeah
Fresh as dead. Whiter than the sheets

No ghost. No fandom. No toast
No beef. No chicken. No roast
Yeah. No chains. No ropes. Aye
No chokers. No ghost. Aye

Shawty says she feeling with a lifestyle
I told her you came in in the right time. Aye
Smoking blunts. It's the flight time. Aye
We got me on another lifetime

But I feel like it's life is endless. Woah
Preaching topic. It is precious. Woah
I get speechless on the beat sometimes
Sometimes I hang out more like lunch line. Yeah

I'm ballin'. Yeah
I drink gin. That's some garden
Pull up in a Benzo. That's a foreign
Ballin' like some Jordans. Aye

I been going foreign
Main dog, man
And we out

Written by:
Joel Joubert

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