7 Am In Munich Luh Tyler (Ft. Kodak Black)

[Intro: Luh Tyler]
Yeah, nigga
Ayy, ayy
Phew, phew
Skii
Gang, gang
Yeah

[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
I ain't tryna do a thing but keep on runnin' it up
I see they got a couple bucks, they still ain't fuckin' with us
Even the fans are switchin' up, I can't give no one my trust
I told that bitch she for the streets, so I can't put her in cuffs
She see these diamonds and the cheese, I bet she lettin' me crush
Stop all that beefin' 'bout the cheese, you niggas be doin' too much
Mix the grabba with the weed, nigga, I ain't smokin' no Dutch
I'm tryna smoke the pain away, I just been rollin' it up
Did this shit all by myself, no, I don't owe these niggas nothin'
We already know how this shit get, that's why bro rollin' with his gun
Man, I been countin' up all these blues, this shit been fuckin' with my thumb
You'd think my niggas was in a band how they bе poppin' out with drums

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Ain't nothin' like them lame niggas who bе going through your stuff
Bitch, I ain't gon' trip, it's all the same, bae, if you don't let me fuck
I ain't bring the shit in this cave ain't for nothin', I'ma dump
Just waitin' on a nigga to say my name, he gettin' flushed
I feel asleep on the toilet, early all the way to morning
I don't remember being sober like I don't think 'bout my organs
You already know I snuck the dope in, got the Wock' way in Poland
Ain't gon' fake it 'til you make it, they gon' hate 'cause you chosen