letra de piss em off then - hyjro
when i pull up imma p-ss em off
ooo break down that pound and then get em off
b-tch i’m the plug, cut the middle off
i don’t give no f-ck how u feel at all
mixing control substance with alcohol
pop me a couple can’t feel at all
cop the convert and then chop the ceiling off
f-ck a xanax i’m serving em tramdol
i want head b-tch i don’t wanna talk at all
stop cappin boy you do not trap at all
wrap that brick up in plastic then ship it off
my young n-gga conversing with chicken talk
trafficking contraband all though wichita
got em pippin the addys like tylenol
imma ride for the gang whether right or wrong
i buy everything with the drug money
eat up these beats just like doug funny
stay true to yourself keep it 100
police asking questions, don’t know nun
hit me up yeah i’m juggin that octane
oo i’m good with that choppa i got aim
f-ck these lil bitty b-tches playing thot games
i know why u hate cause u ain’t got a thang
wrap them 20’s and tens in a rubber band
pop a pill take you straight to the motherland
grams in one and a scale in the other hand
give no f-ck bout u n-ggas, say f-ck a friend
only god b-tch i don’t fear no other man
f-ck the system f-ck 12 f-ck the government
tryna f-ck that lil b-tch and her sister
friend
bet she let me hit for a blue benjamin
get murked tryna be in the middle sh-t
pop a addy i’m boosting adrenaline
i see 12 all u gon see is michelin
oo real in them fiends like a fisherman
sow the city up then jumping providence
said u had it n-gga where yo dollars went
b-tch i’m still posted up and i’m poppin sh-t
on the campus i serve up the college kids
then i head straight back where the projects is
when i pull up imma p-ss em off
ooo break down that pound and then get em off
b-tch i’m the plug, cut the middle off
i don’t give no f-ck how u feel at all
mixing control substance with alcohol
pop me a couple can’t feel at all
cop the convert and then chop the ceiling off
f-ck a xanax i’m serving em tramdol
i want head b-tch i don’t wanna talk at all
stop cappin boy you do not trap at all
wrap that brick up in plastic then ship it off
my young n-gga conversing with chicken talk
trafficking contraband all though wichita
got em pippin the addys like tylenol
imma ride for the gang whether right or wrong
letras aleatórias
- letra de walkin' after midnight - mandy barnett
- letra de hallowed be thy name - castigator
- letra de i can see the sun - temple sour
- letra de nawfside menace (up the smoke remix) - migodeuce
- letra de kitty pryde - vanilla taurus
- letra de yang suri - bisma karisma
- letra de i'm on my way - kayla mooser
- letra de ever since then - nftry
- letra de cstvr - orkan atak
- letra de kickin in game - dxmnmancy