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Lyrify.me

Fontainbleau by Kiing Sky Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Intro]
Turn the beat up a little
Bad lil' vibe, she wanna be my main bitch (yeah)
(Just like that)
Heartbreak Kid, this life is dangerous
Heartbreak Kid (huh)

[Hook]
Ice on my neck, high on a jet
Ps on da plane, smell like dank
When I land, get picked up in a tank
At the Fontainbleau, she on my stick like glue
Dick real hard, we have morning sex
Pussy is wet, I'm eating her flesh
Roll up my sleeve, 30 on my wrist
Coupe feel the breeze, Tokyo drift

Miami for a week, then we go back on da jet
Back to New York without breaking a sweat
Drippin' designer, I'm used to this flex
Heartbreak Kid, shout out to my ex
Taught me lessons the I'll never forget
Hole in my heart, that shit is real deep
Still take boujee bitches out to eat
Watching Netflix while I rub on her feet
[Verse 1]
When will I learn, this shit is a curse
Pain in my verse, put beats in a hearse
Drip is real wavy, in a Mercedes
Diamonds on my wrist and on my bitch
AirPods in, working out in the gym
Niggas can't guard me, cross 'em like AI do
Caddy V coupe, that shit go zoom
Watch how I do, all these niggas I influenced

[Bridge}
Niggas I influenced and these bitches too
I change their mind like I brainwash these hoes oh
See how it feels to really get treated by a nigga with ambition and real life goals
Still sticking to the basics, I follow the script
I caught her attention with this fancy drip
Like oh my God, like ha ha ha
Shut up bitch, just get in my car

[Hook}
Ice on my neck, high on a jet
P's on da plane, smell like dank
When I land, get picked up in a tank
At the Fontainbleau, she on my stick like glue
Dick real hard, we have morning sex
Pussy is wet, I'm eating her flesh
Roll up my sleeve, 30 on my wrist
Coupe feel the breeze, Tokyo drift
Miami for a week, then go back on da jet
Back to New York without breaking a sweat
Drippin designer, I'm used to this flex
Heartbreak Kid, shout out to my ex
Taught me lessons the ill never forget
Hole in my heart, that shit is reall deep
Still take boujee bitches out to eat
Watching Netflix while in rub on her feet

[Verse 2]
Niggas be walking around with your bitch dawg
While the whole time thought you was lit dawg
You crying while we sharing your bitch dawg
Shoulda been focusing on how to get rich dawg
Look at my drip (ayy)
All my new clothes, they come from the store
I'm drippin' in designer, Tom Ford and more
Racks in the safe, I be countin' up (ahh)
Blue cheese, countin' it up (oooo)
In my red new coupe
Mackin' like a pimp at the Fontainbleau (like oooo)
Crazy lil' bitch, told me cum inside
Hol' up bitch, I ain't no thot
All these bitches be feeling' me
Could have my seed when you give me top
[Hook]
Ice on my neck, high on a jet
Ps on da plane, smell like dank
When I land, get picked up in a tank
At the Fontainbleau, she on my stick like glue
Dick real hard, we have morning sex
Pussy is wet, I'm eating her flesh
Roll up my sleeve, 30 on my wrist
Coupe feel the breeze, Tokyo drift

Miami for a week, then we go back on da jet
Back to New York without breaking a sweat
Drippin' designer, I'm used to this flex
Heartbreak Kid, shout out to my ex
Taught me lessons the I'll never forget
Hole in my heart, that shit Israel deep
Still take boujee bitches out to eat
Watching Netflix while in rub on her feet