letra de insomnia ft. sholoh - 1space
[chorus]
i just spilled the lean right on my prada bag
and i can not sleep because i’m thinking bout these racks
and that’s not to mention all the good times that we had
if you f-cking wit a bro then we pop you like a tag
and i don’t wanna text her
smoking so much gas till my mother f-cking chest hurt
i don’t really know how to let a b-tch go
imma pull up with a scope hit a stain on your bro
shout out to the plug yeah i got it for the low
[verse: sp-ce]
i get to stitching like lilo
looking through a sniper like a peephole
you tryna flex but you still want a feat though
and i feel like shaq with the free throw
i’m finna pop me a perc or a bean uh-uh-uh
hit from the back uh-uh-uh
i pull up on bro and it turn out he capping
if it’s not on my waist i keep it in my jacket
[verse 2: sp-ce]
she so bad why she f-ck with me
now a days feel like she don’t like my company
i always keep it a buck with me
it’s cause i’m stuck with me
[chorus]
i just spilled the lean right on my prada bag
and i can not sleep because i’m thinking bout these racks
and that’s not to mention all the good times that we had
if you f-cking wit a bro then we pop you like a tag
and i don’t wanna text her
smoking so much gas till my mother f-cking chest hurt
i don’t really know how to let a b-tch go
imma pull up with a scope hit a stain on your bro
shout out to the plug yeah i got it for the low
[verse: sholoh]
n-gga f-ck around, and try me, get exposed
when i’m smoking on the pack, it be making you float
hit that b-tch from the back make her feel it in her toes
i don’t f-cking chitter chat, and even know you bro
i don’t even f-ck with her, just my next b-tch
keep that blade right on my right if she get hectic
you broke as h-ll why you keep on flexing
all you n-ggas tatter tells that’s why i ain’t ‘cretion
[verse 2: sholoh]
b-tch i’m in the sh-t and finessing
b-tch i made you, ouu you pressing
running to this bag but i got the smith and wesson
b-tch i’m gon’ be rich all this money was so destined
[chorus]
i just spilled the lean right on my prada bag
and i can not sleep because i’m thinking bout these racks
and that’s not to mention all the good times that we had
if you f-cking wit a bro then we pop you like a tag
and i don’t wanna text her
smoking so much gas till my mother f-cking chest hurt
i don’t really know how to let a b-tch go
imma pull up with a scope hit a stain on your bro
shout out to the plug yeah i got it for the low
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