Edison Lyrics

(Shinin' on bitches

Aye

Aye

Shinin' on bitches

What we do though?

Yuh)

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches

These bitches so boring, I'm snoring

Pull up in that foreign

Stay fly like I'm soaring, it's regular

Ain't no competitors

Ain't no comparison

Shining on bitches like Edison

Hoe I'm a star-bucks

Get me a venti

1-10, bitch I'm a 50

1942 got me litty

I'm tipsy as hell

Might fuck around, throw you some change

Nilla's the name

Driving them crazy, Insane

I don't do shit for the fame

I just need the chips

Look at the fit

Ugh

All these lil boys on my di-

Dip low

My Pockets on swole

Yeah they been hitting the gym

I cut him off like a trim

I need a trim

You niggas more cap than a brim

Bitch don't want smoke with the chimney

I'm so fresh, white tee

Sugar, honey, ice tea

You don't wanna try me

I make em fall to they knees

Ouch!

Get what I want, then bounce

This ain't Playboi Carti

But I'll poke it out

Watch ya mouth

I came through rocking that drip, now these little hoes in a drought

Check me out,

You know I'm reppin' the west but still got some hoes in the south

Check it out

I might just go to the north just to see what it's about

Hell yeah

Shining on bitches

Hell yeah

If you shining on bitches say

Hell yeah

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches like Edison

Shinin' on bitches