Video Accident de Akmixedit 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Akmixedit - Accident Lyrics

[Intro]
These hoes got to hear this shit, Saucii

[Chorus]
I done ran this shit up on a accident
He want smoke about a ho, I hit on accident (Slime)
Fuck these shows, if I go broke, we right back flippin' packs again
I feel like I'm chosen, package loadin', [I'm with jack shit?]
I see niggas jackin' (Jackin')
Dior on my jacket (Jacket)
I was never askin' (Askin'), I just made it happen (Happen)
I done turned my whole life around, who would've imagined this?
And I keep a whole lot of rounds, don't think my jacket shit

[Verse 1]
Trappin' shit, now I got my feet off in this rappin' shit
Both feet out the streets, I'm tryna see how far this rappin' get
Might be in too deep, but I ain't sing, so, how you think?
I ain't run out of this green, I run this shit up in my sleep
As a youngin chasin' dreams, I feel like Martin Luther King
I lost it all, I got on my knees
And I was beggin' God, "Please"
Everthing that look good ain't always what it seems
I'm still in thе hood like I ain't got nowhere to bе, 'cause I'm a G

[Chorus]
I done ran this shit up on a accident
He want smoke about a ho, I hit on accident (Slime)
Fuck these shows, if I go broke, we right back flippin' packs again
I feel like I'm chosen, package loadin', [I'm with jack shit?]
I see niggas jackin' (Jackin')
Dior on my jacket (Jacket)
I was never askin' (Askin'), I just made it happen (Happen)
I done turned my whole life around, who would've imagined this?
And I keep a whole lot of rounds, don't think my jacket shit
[Verse 2]
Woah, my lil' whodie 'nem be whackin' shit (Whackin' shit)
Woah, bro still tryna get all that packin' shit (Yeah)
Nah, this shit ain't stolen, paid cash, nigga
Pink slip in the mail, that mean I'm in my bag, nigga
Told her, "Fuck with me," 'cause my bag bigger
Got that type of cash to make a bitch forget her last nigga (On God)
And I ain't even tryna brag, nigga (On God)
I know how it feel not to have it, nigga (On God)

[Chorus]
I done ran this shit up on a accident
He want smoke about a ho, I hit on accident (Slime)
Fuck these shows, if I go broke, we right back flippin' packs again
I feel like I'm chosen, package loadin', [I'm with jack shit?]
I see niggas jackin' (Jackin')
Dior on my jacket (Jacket)
I was never askin' (Askin'), I just made it happen (Happen)
I done turned my whole life around, who would've imagined this?
And I keep a whole lot of rounds, don't think my jacket shit (Woah, yeah)