Sy Ari Da Kid Agree To Agree Lyrics

[Intro: Sy Ari da Kid]
Yeah
And I got C's on the B, I agree to agree
Yeah

[Chorus: Sy Ari da Kid]
Yeah, I ain't the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
I'm with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don't know what she wanna eat
Ayy, no, you can't walk in my shoes, can't put your feet in my sneaks
These niggas not who they say that they are, I need to see some ID
It's America, America, even when it's for free, it's a fee
And you can be all you can be, still don't mean you can be around me
Now I'm out in Atlanta, I just shot with Trouble, we running, we headed to Cheetah to eat
They be taking thе flavor, they put out a single that sound like it's fеaturing me
I agree to agree (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Sy Ari da Kid]
Niggas embarrassing, this ain't no "Niggas in Paris"
I'm from a hood that's so dark, f*ck around and do the silhouette challenge (Yeah)
They tryna get him off-balance, dressing like this with the salad
Hold up, your season high is my minimum average
Grow up, 'fore I turned twenty-one, they were like, "Man, this nigga's a savage," sew it
How can you say that we not the best? So I did shit with Khaled (Hi, daddy)
Yeah, got my daughter just living so lavish, bragging
This remind me of Iverson when he was missing his practice (Uh)

[Chorus: Sy Ari da Kid]
Yeah, I ain't the one you can reach, burner be under the seat (Skrrt-skrrt)
I'm with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don't know what she wanna eat (On me)
Ayy, no, you can't walk in my shoes, can't put your feet in my sneaks
These niggas not who they say that they are, I need to see some ID
It's America (America), America, even when it's for free, it's a fee
And you can be all you can be, still don't mean you can be around me
And I ride with that fire and I'm out of my mind
And you'll probably go blind if you seen what I see (On God)
I'm the nigga that got all these hoes popping p*ssy, ho, I think I'm Kilo Ali
I agree to agree (Woo)

[Verse 2: Sy Ari da Kid]
When was I in a drought?
I hit from behind, then I'm out, ouch
My mortgage too high to be spending a night at your house (Yeah)
Why would you lie? Who could vouch? (Ayy)
I might just go to your office computer 'cause I feel like signing you out (Ayy)
I just might DM your BM and end up in her lil' vagina and mouth (Skrrt)
I ain't these internet niggas, they tripping, they must wanna die for the clout
You know what I was about
Ghetto Black nigga in the burbs That nigga give his word (Word)
Bad bitches getting curved (Swerve, skrrt)

[Chorus: Sy Ari da Kid & Young Dro]
Yeah, I ain't the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
I'm with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don't know what she wanna eat
Ayy, no, you can't walk in my shoes, can't put your feet in my sneaks
These niggas not who they say that they are, I need to see some ID
It's America, America, even when it's for free, it's a fee
And you can be all you can be, still don't mean you can be around me
Now I'm out in Atlanta, I just shot with Trouble, we running, we headed to Cheetah to eat
They be taking the flavor, they put out a single that sound like it's featuring me
I agree to agree (Look, yeah)

[Verse 3: Young Dro]
Drift, Tokyo, Lamborghini (Yeah)
Maserati Quattropeeny-fineeny (Hold up)
Dro a nut like semen
Riding in a Demon, and my lil' ho look like a genie (Yeah)
Prada, we rocking it
Louis V, open toe, flipping it, flopping it
Dripping and dropping it
Crissing and crossing it
Talking 'bout you fresher than Dro, that is a mission impossible
Birkins, copping 'em daily and croc-ing 'em
Codeine and Fanta go down my esophagus (Uh)
Cut the dope like Baraka (Uh)
White bricks, Andy Milonakis
I'm perping with pressure
The pistol I'm packing, I'm popping
I promise, I purchase a plethora
Pumping it properly, p*ssy, she popping it, player
Got your bitch hot as a pepper
I'm dining exquisite, no surfing and turfing
Halibut straight out the sea with the urchins
You see your bitch at the spot, then she working
I'm a big cat with dog food in the 'burban
This is America
f*ck with Young Dro from Atlanta, boy, this shit gon' get hysterical
I ain't the one you can reach
Fly as a bird with no motherf*cking feet, Dro

[Chorus: Sy Ari da Kid]
Yeah, I ain't the one you can reach, burner be under the seat
I'm with a ho that say she wanna eat, but don't know what she wanna eat
Ayy, no, you can't walk in my shoes, can't put your feet in my sneaks
These niggas not who they say that they are, I need to see some ID
It's America, America, even when it's for free, it's a fee
And you can be all you can be, still don't mean you can be around me
Now I'm out in Atlanta, I just shot with Trouble, we running, we headed to Cheetah to eat
They be taking the flavor, they put out a single that sound like it's featuring me
I agree to agree