Issa by IsaiahThe3rd Lyrics
Issa rap, issa smash
Need some plaques, for the pad
Played your album homie
And that shit was trash, ain’t no cap
On her phone, making plans
In a snap, setting traps
I love color, need em black
Issa meal, issa snack
Yeah
Saint Laurent, crosses on my frames, Polo Pieces
What you want? That shit down the block still Uber Eat It
She might get the door in the nude so indecent
You gon get a tip brodie just to keep a secret
What’s her price? Roses and some likes for the night
If she looking different, cut the lights, cut the lights
Wish I had a filter for the hype, still I snipe
Can’t fix your problems with a knife still she try
Luna Star, Sarah Banks or Keisha Grey?
One night in LA, reminiscing August Aimes *R.I.P.*
Pay her rate yeah we don’t go on dates *no we don’t*
Black or white? White or black?
Issa game
Thissa Rollie *tick tock* that’s a foley *tick tick*
Cactus Jack *people's champ* you Jabroni *you Jabroniii*
Take my pic *click click* Flacko Jodie *issa set yeah*
Friends with all these models like Adobe *PS yeah*
Ain't no run around here
Gunna drip or drown yeah
I’m a good guy huh?
Feel like Nudy now yeah
Getting stoned like Randy Moss
Don’t call yourself a boss you got a boss
Issa front, Issa flex
Issa chump, Issa stretch
Don’t do nothing for your city?
Issa bum, Issa mess
Urban Legend, fuck the credit
Issa alleged, they indebted
They won’t fart if no one there to smell it
That shit messy
Where’s the cam? Only real if on the gram
Your homies don’t support you and you still call em your mans?
What’s a classic? That shit average, that shit gabbage
That’s our girl, she a savage like Rihanna
Or like Shayaa, 21 and from Decatur
Isaiah born a player, easy money you a lay up, I don’t miss
She don’t know me? That’s a lie she on the way up, for the dick
She want papers and some flavors for the trip, she a trip
Issa 9 don’t be scared I’m made of Iron
My design? Megatron fuck a prime
Father time, feeling washed
Bought some oysters, Issa watch
So they clock, issa opp
From NY, its fuck a cop
Thassa cage (clank clank)
Issa chain, Issa slave
Do a dance (do a danceeee)
Entertain (entertainnn)
Prince of Persia stabbin with my blade
No one getting saved
I don’t pray to god I pray to Jay to never change
Did it 2 times
Issa puddle, I'm a Russell
Shit Why Not?
Match the hustle, triple double
I love trouble, need it free or for the low
Like Nagato I don’t feel pain no more
Need some plaques, for the pad
Played your album homie
And that shit was trash, ain’t no cap
On her phone, making plans
In a snap, setting traps
I love color, need em black
Issa meal, issa snack
Yeah
Saint Laurent, crosses on my frames, Polo Pieces
What you want? That shit down the block still Uber Eat It
She might get the door in the nude so indecent
You gon get a tip brodie just to keep a secret
What’s her price? Roses and some likes for the night
If she looking different, cut the lights, cut the lights
Wish I had a filter for the hype, still I snipe
Can’t fix your problems with a knife still she try
Luna Star, Sarah Banks or Keisha Grey?
One night in LA, reminiscing August Aimes *R.I.P.*
Pay her rate yeah we don’t go on dates *no we don’t*
Black or white? White or black?
Issa game
Thissa Rollie *tick tock* that’s a foley *tick tick*
Cactus Jack *people's champ* you Jabroni *you Jabroniii*
Take my pic *click click* Flacko Jodie *issa set yeah*
Friends with all these models like Adobe *PS yeah*
Ain't no run around here
Gunna drip or drown yeah
I’m a good guy huh?
Feel like Nudy now yeah
Getting stoned like Randy Moss
Don’t call yourself a boss you got a boss
Issa front, Issa flex
Issa chump, Issa stretch
Don’t do nothing for your city?
Issa bum, Issa mess
Urban Legend, fuck the credit
Issa alleged, they indebted
They won’t fart if no one there to smell it
That shit messy
Where’s the cam? Only real if on the gram
Your homies don’t support you and you still call em your mans?
What’s a classic? That shit average, that shit gabbage
That’s our girl, she a savage like Rihanna
Or like Shayaa, 21 and from Decatur
Isaiah born a player, easy money you a lay up, I don’t miss
She don’t know me? That’s a lie she on the way up, for the dick
She want papers and some flavors for the trip, she a trip
Issa 9 don’t be scared I’m made of Iron
My design? Megatron fuck a prime
Father time, feeling washed
Bought some oysters, Issa watch
So they clock, issa opp
From NY, its fuck a cop
Thassa cage (clank clank)
Issa chain, Issa slave
Do a dance (do a danceeee)
Entertain (entertainnn)
Prince of Persia stabbin with my blade
No one getting saved
I don’t pray to god I pray to Jay to never change
Did it 2 times
Issa puddle, I'm a Russell
Shit Why Not?
Match the hustle, triple double
I love trouble, need it free or for the low
Like Nagato I don’t feel pain no more