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Data di rilascio: 07.09.2023
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
DBZ |
Uh-huh, uh-huh |
Uh-huh, uh, uh |
Yeah, aye, aye |
I’m having motion like a Tight end (Like a Tight end) |
New Maybach truck on my right hand (On my right hand) |
Prada bucket hat this bitch cost a first class |
Bad model bitch laced up in Hermes |
Pussy bomb, man I think she from Iraq |
Super gremlin they call me Kodak Black |
I’m that nigga, better go check all the facts (All the facts) |
Too much to argue baby can’t go tit for tat (Go tit for tat) |
Fashion Nova to the Burberry |
I’m dripping sauce like some Thanksgiving cranberry |
Check the calendar, I’m booked up till January |
I treat the booth in the stu like a sanctuary |
Slamming — slamming on these bodies like my name was Ja Morant |
to the hustle and my hoes in Atlanta (Swish) |
Smash and I |
need a cup of Fanta |
I be flaking on these hoes like some motherfucking dandruff |
I’m the goat, bitch my crib like a zoo (Brrrt) |
Hella birds in the crib like a coop |
I’ma dawg like my first name Snoop |
Cuban round my neck looking like some Froot Loops |
He must work at Lids by the way he all cap |
I’ma make a movie with you ho, not a snap |
She a trackstar but she always run it back |
Said she done with me, but she keep on running laps |
Oh yeah |
Three shows, one day I take the jet back (I take the jet back) |
Big carrots in my ears, and my neck match (And my neck match) |
Don’t get on Gang bad side, that’s your best bet (That's your best bet) |
Cause we don’t do no tongue wrestlin, we catch hats |
We don’t move off of motion, leave that shit to these bitches |
We don’t like to talk, leave that shit up to the snitches |
They be ducking us cause we gon' make em' duck switches |
You let me hold some? I’ma pay you back with interest |
But I don’t need a loan, I thank God for that |
sitting on my wrist, I would’ve ride for that |
I give you my word, I’ma honor that |
People told me I can’t show no guns on camera no more, Ja Morant |
I put all my people on (Put all my people on), aye |
I know ain’t shit in life free, but nigga free the bros |
Gang shit, watch what you throwing up, watch what you speaking on |
Took what we took for and still don’t feel even though (Ahh) |