letra de faces - gldchain lou
[intro: gldchain lou]
go,yeah, yeah, southside
you know how we ride
0 to 681 sh-t, south central, valley hill, yeah
[verse 1: gldchain lou]
we pullin’ up, cashing out
we havin’ gas up in a drought
she gotta pop a molly just to hit my route
we gotta take him down if he got that clout
you don’t want no robbery
you don’t want no felonies
i keep them double gs, that’s my pedigree
these p-ssy n-ggas talk sh-t but a’int took from me
cause they know i’m in the streets f-ck the industry
you be kissing hoes yous a big frog
i be k!lling sh-t like i’m a wild hog
i’m really getting money this a’int no facade
she say she wanna f-ck cause she like my bravad’
i’m feeling like i’m johnny bravo way back in the ninety’s
these hoes wanna marry me but i’m a one nighty
i’m coming through with the gold you know its getting brighty
these n-ggas mad cause it’s hard as f-ck not to sight me god d-mn
[hook: gldchain lou]
i’m heading to the bank all i get is payments
i’m all about that cash f-ck what you saying
i a’int tryna hear nothing but them bank statements
big bands in my pockets yeah i keep some faces
faces, faces, yeah i keep them faces a’int tryna hear nothing but them bank statements
faces, faces, yeah i keep them faces a’int tryna hear nothing but them bank statements
[verse 2: gldchain lou]
tryna get some money wit’ my n-ggas tryna run it up
on a bome up
no f-ck n-gga you can’t smoke with us
tap that bad b-tch tell that hoe to p-ss my double cup
sippin’ lean, pourin’ up p-ssy boy i’m geeked as f-ck
who you know, mackin’ like us, rollin loud up in the truck
got these b-tches super stuck
grams get me f-ckin’ bucks
only smokin’ a-plus like dolph
wavey like a trough
baby what that p-ssy bout
can’t f-ck if you ain’t got no clout
swing that mouth, head down south, breaking buds once they sprout
can’t get no graphics without the right amount
who you know, mackin’ like this
burnin’ spliffs
taking these hoes no dibs
can’t take her back to the crib
can’t let her know where i leave
can’t quit, too legit
like mc hammer
swear its propaganda
how these fake bangers always wearing these bandanas
tryna bring me home, but can’t be no dub in atlanta
i got stamps, and i got stain, and these n-ggas got no manners
hey
[hook: gldchain lou]
i’m heading to the bank all i get is payments
i’m all about that cash f-ck what you saying
i a’int tryna hear nothing but them bank statements
big bands in my pockets yeah i keep some faces
faces, faces, yeah i keep them faces a’int tryna hear nothing but them bank statements
faces, faces, yeah i keep them faces a’int tryna hear nothing but them bank statements
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