letra de golden eye - chrome studio
[interlude: dbd halo]
uh
it’s like
look
[verse 1: dbd halo]
ima do the work i ain’t gon talk a lot
i want the bred to slide em out them parkin lots
i need that big body takin up the parkin spots
i won’t judge you on whether you own the lot or not
trynna match what i am but i tell em prolly not
better stop, y’all must be tweakin off of them oxycots
y’all fiendin for them blues and i’m a blue strip fiend
trynna make the color cyan, i mix that with the green
y’all would understand the mission if you seen what i seen
y’all ain’t got no backbone sh-t i think you missin spleens
y’all be really in yo feelings type to beef with a screen
never say the sh-t in person that you typin in a tweet
who the ones to set it off, it’s my muf-ckin team
who the onеs to set it off, it’s my muf-ckin team
[verse 2: activethegreat]
casino royale
cus baby you bad as hеll (yeah)
i know you can tell
trynna get you out to sh-ll
call me bond
007, wait 008
big ocho, better call me the great
hold up n-gga hold up just wait
cause i’m pushing this weight
just a lil update
the oops took the bait
ended up dead one to head
you n-ggas feds
catch these hands, can catch these hands (hold up) (ooh)
i’m smooth like bond baby
get you wet like a pond baby, beyond
quantum of solace, them diamonds is flawless
caution cause i’m thot-less, she topless
my golden gun getting polished
shoot you and steal yo wallet
they love me because i’m solid
i give it because i got it
dripping in this sauce
to live like this you gotta take this loss
baby i’m a boss
can’t f-ck with me n-gga what’s the cost
[verse 3: eddie teak]
i’m going dumb in this b-tch
i’m throwin ones at the b-tch
i took a ton of the fl!cks
she said she’s loving my kicks
i think i wanted to stunt
i wanna take her to lunch
i wanna take her to brunch
i smoke big pack
big pack
big pack
big pack
big pack, bih
rl but it’s lauren
jordans on my feet
jordans on my feet, yeah
i pulled up in a rented foreign
left town and left that hoe forget me nots
it’s scary like it’s r.l. stein
she hit my line
i just don’t got the time
like a skater with some indi. trucks
i really stay up on my grind
the money on my mind
i’m lifted to the max
plugs don’t charge me tax
i get it out the pack
i get it out the uhhh
i’m dead inside
but i could love for one night
just one night
i’m in cali lit
smokin in the sunlight
it’s cacti in my cup
and runtz inside my blunt
b-tch!
b-tch!
yea!
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