SEENYA! versuri

SEENYA! lyrics by Bthevisionary

(If you’re a senior can I hear you say damn…
Damn!
If you came and handled tonight can I hear you say Dam-)

I get the band like a seenya
I got the fines to forward a nina
Feeling like Gina, feeling like cheetah
Feeling like running the seat up

I got five on my neck, that’s five on my till and
I’m feeling I don’t wanna be here
Like god am I running these checks?
I’m running these nets, I run it like seenyas

Yeah, yeah

Steppin’ it, feel like a thrill, like a what?
I’m gonna run in it, fold it like money
My money gon double, might turn to my car
Hit the mama, uh
Step in and feel like thеy wanting on me
This ball in me is all of me

I gеt the band like a seenya
I got the fines to forward a nina
Feeling like Gina, feeling like cheetah
Feeling like running the seat up

I got five on my neck, that’s five on my till and
I’m feeling I don’t wanna be here
Like god am I running these checks?
I’m running these nets, I run it like seenyas

(Where the hell you been?!)

I get the band like a senior
Hoe want a five but don’t wanna be here
Got on my 9’s, a whole lemonina
Rock number 9’s, I’m fucked, You be fucked with the guys
You ready? They know that I’ve been up
Ice on my neck and I’m running my check
I’m running my checks and I run it like seenyas, uh

Like, hey mister, what are you doing to sit with my sister?
I just need five on my neck, I mean five on my wrist
With this shit, it’ll cost like a blister
I got to running these checks, I’m running these numbers up, got me running like „god!”
I give you them stitches, they feel like a numb in sippy cup
Ima fill up my god, no sin, oh my god

I get the bands like a seenya
I got the fines to forward a nina
Feeling like Gina, feeling like cheetah
Feeling like running the seat up

I got five on my neck, that’s five on my till and
I’m feeling I don’t wanna be here
Like god am I running these checks?
I’m running these nets, I run it like seenyas
(I run like a seenya)

Yeah, yeah

Steppin’ it, feel like a thrill, like a what?
I’m gonna run in it, fold it like money
My money gon double, might turn to my car
Hit the mama, uh
Step in and feel like they wanting on me
This ball in me is all of me

(Welp, I’ve seen enough)