letra de euphoria - cheromani+
euphoria lyrics
[verse 1: specxfic]
i can’t say too much, ’cause my n-ggas, they be makin’ noise (oh yeah)
watch how i jump out the back with a glock-19 like it’s bo4 (bo4)
we gon’ play like sheets, i ain’t talkin’ guitar
you on earth but i’m somewhere on mars
pull up to see me and che up in charge
ain’t nothin’, but i’m godd-mn sure
[verse 2: cheromani+]
can’t f-ck with no godd-mn wh0re, you know
give me that ball, i’ma score, you know
it’s 4ersona, i’m throwin’ up four, you know
i’ma shoot out the rue like euphoria
and i did it again, thought i f-cked on your friend, b-tch, you don’t even know how the story go
and it’s like little spec, he don’t run out of drink, so i told that lil’ n-gga to pour me up
i-i-o-oh, uh, i got a glock like it’s bo3
this is 4ersona, you not on my team
i got a glock and it came with a beam, green
[verse 3: specxfic]
he ain’t even on my tеam
he ain’t even try to win, i said it again
i had to cut off somе friends
demon in my phone talkin’ ’bout a plan (no, yeah)
feel like duwap kaine
he tryna ride, but know he can’t (who are you)
i’m stuck in a box and the weights (yeah)
i’m stuck and i’m lost, i’m wasted
my b-tch, she mad she lost some weight
he want a feat, it’s gon’ cost him, wait
jump in the sauce and i lost him, wait
[verse 4: cheromani+]
hop out, we goin’ like all the way
b-tch, i’ma ball, penny hardaway
she made me throw all my heart away
i had to go through the harder days
i got a pole, say he part of me
i’m a real n-gga, it’s part of me
got number (n)ine with the prada jeans
he saw my check then i started s-s—
[verse 5: specxfic]
tell that n-gga, “we is not the same”
she say “gas comin’, on the way”
told that baby, “i’m one call on the way”
n-ggas be sleepin’, i’m quite awake
bipolar, i told her “i’m lyin’, i think”
b-tch, i’m wearing mink, and prada my jeans
told her “bless me up”, like a n-gga done sneezed
she f-ck with the gang ’cause we buzzin’ like bees
[verse 6: cheromani+]
and most of these n-ggas, they not on my rank
botega, it’s pink
she wet like a sink
get put on a tee, like give me your ring
i got a lil’ broad and she vietnamese
that b-tch a [?], like i’m a disease
i hop right on grailed just to cop me a piece
and my n-gga hungry, i told him to feast
get shot in the lung, he can’t even breathe (squeeze)
[verse 7: specxfic]
and you knew it don’t please her
bape on me, please don’t touch my jacket or my t-shirt
i hear most these laughing n-ggas, funny i don’t need them
trackhawk way too fast, i was like, “no, i didn’t see them”
[verse 8: cheromani+]
[?] all on my (tee, yeah), most of these n-ggas, they can’t see me
with spec, i feel like—, ’cause these n-ggas wanna be me
and my b-tch a barbie like she came from ganja
he want a feature, n-gga, we gon’ fine him (ooh)
lil’ b-tch on me got designer
and i been servin’ all these n-ggas like diners
with a chop’ on me
i made a milly, don’t rock on me
i like two, no ‘pac on me
and i can’t name a n-gga that’s stoppin’ me
and she wanna f-ck (‘kay), flock on me
i been on top, now that that lil’ b-tch, she toppin’ me
lil’ b-tch i made it, don’t f-ck with no flopperies
i just might catch me a body, that glock on me
[verse 9: specxfic & cheromani+]
they call me the bandman
me and che got bands, man (yeah-yeah)
they don’t understand, man
i just want no fans, fans
i got the drank like kankan
my b-tch she bad, and she slammin’ like pam, pam
b-tch, i’ma shoot out the roof when i point it like xanman
my tint is dark, like it came with a tan man
i said “just give me one chance”
put him right in a trance
slime in the room, i’m [?]
i get one with a [?]
three on his head like chance
he’ll slide wit’ yo’ mans
i promise it really depends
slide with a mac, won’t last
[verse 10: specxfic]
we can’t have no truce, no
me and my shooter on mute (oh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
wrist hurt when i shoot
[?] up like a [?] ([?] up like a [?])
i can’t even choose, huh (d-mn)
che just got a .38 (d-mn)
might aim at your medulla (d-mn)
told her i ain’t knew her (d-mn)
[verse 11: cheromani+]
choppa got yellow-green beam, like jamaica
b-tch, i’m a god, man, i feel like the savior
and i go to balenci’ to get that sh-t tailored
“romani, spec, what the f-ck is you sayin’?”
i get you gone for a band and a band
don’t f-ck with n-gga like ku klux klan
give a f-ck what you sayin’, i’m smokin’ his pack, gang
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