Informazioni sulla canzone In questa pagina puoi leggere il testo della canzone Advance , di - Juicy J. Data di rilascio: 14.01.2018
Limitazioni di età: 18+
Lingua della canzone: Inglese
Advance |
| I need that check in advance |
| I need that check in advance (I need it) |
| I need that check in advance |
| I needa count up my bands, yeah |
| I need that check in advance, yeah |
| I need that check in advance, yeah |
| I need that check in my hand, yeah |
| I needa count up my bands, yeah |
| I need that check in advance, they lurkin' go check on the land |
| Don’t give a fuck what you say to my face what you niggas gone say on the |
| stands? |
| Rubber bands stretchin' grams, so hard I can cut you a Xan |
| Keepin' my brothers, I eat with my brothers on me, what the fuck is a friend? |
| I’m on a beach so you know I’m not playin' |
| Shooters gone hop out the the van |
| Bro 'nem gon' hop out with Tommy and Nina, then they gon' hop out with Gina and |
| Pam |
| I know we bluffin' but I don’t say nothin' |
| I not with the talkin' it’s cheaper than stands |
| Work off prepaid, been up 3 days, and I bought 3 K’s, don’t fuck with the clan, |
| nigga |
| Suzy ready, what you payin' (payin')? Run it up, I never ran |
| And four eyes in the cut with the heaters on them so expect to dropped if you |
| get out of hand, my man |
| I need that check in advance |
| I need that check in advance (I need it) |
| I need that check in advance |
| I needa count up my bands, yeah |
| I need that check in advance, yeah |
| I need that check in advance, yeah |
| I need that check in my hand, yeah |
| I needa count up my bands, yeah |
| I got the look, I’m the man, I had to cook up a plan |
| I keep a zip on me, I keep a grip on me, it’s hard to pull up my pants |
| I like the to jet to back out when I land |
| What would you do for your bro in a jam? |
| What would you do for your homie, your fam? |
| What would you do for a brick or a band? (Not a damn thing) |
| Caught her with my first gun (gun) |
| Shots fired, code red |
| Rosses with choppas we poppin' imposters |
| Turn coppers to pasta then go pop a Xan |
| Fuckin' up a nigga’s plan, we comin', you don’t even got a chance |
| This shit monopoly, you on my property, how you gone pay for your life with |
| them bands? |
| Yeah. So, this guy. He said he gone pay the money. Appreciate that shit Columbi |