a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de ok - johnn anderson

the demons coming out my ouija must be acting on me
i left a couple spanish b-tches with their accents on em
they got a couple crazy n-ggas keep the ratchet on em
my life a trip like i l!ck l!ck the acid on homie
couple things that i only told the pastor homie
i f-cked yo b-tch and then i went and told the pastor on em
i talked a lotta sh-t its hard to bite my bottom lips
thats how it is when you come out of the bottle b-tchhh
they talking guns but what they told they come with orange tips
everyday its halloween we k!ll a lotta sh-t
im fly as sh-t looking down at the cosmology
blowing up like likes hes a shimmer i thought that they could drop it on me…..
(idk if thats what he said not part of song)

alot of n-ggas switching up as soon as the plot is twisting
we even got obama bomba in here bombing n-ggas (idk what he says)
im bout to blow up have a n-gga bombing with us
and they told me
lifes a jungle they keep the llamas with it
f-ck the world got lots of demon
and i got a gun but mine is missing
but everytime im home im alone so whats the difference
so im screaming f-ck the world till the world f-ck with me
lord forgive me always keep the bible with me
but if i said i read who the f-ck would i be kidding
cuz i love the life im living
p-ssy, money, weed , and business
but pray for me cuz i think that imma addicted
but if i said i hate it who the f-ck would i be kidding
im 11 times with it
call it george tom-grinning
hope the angels would be my demons
cuz them suckas lie with me
i be going with the flow but now
im sick of waves
so fill the pool full with liquor
(have a n-gga dive away)
and i did a couple things that confessions couldn’t say
so i never told the pastor and ill take it to my grave
so i smoke away the pain
till i bult p-ss away
so high like a n-gga
trying to suicide my brain
madoea the oblin god probably in a lot of pain
and i got 99 problems but its still getting played
i always k!lled this sh-t but yet
they still get them in
and i always pray for change
but ive still been the same
so i still been the same
and now i worry all the time
but i know my people love me
if youll tell me ill be fine
but ill never trust a b-tch
cuz i know these hoes be lying
so imma just ice this sh-t
just want the head every time
and i only write this sh-t so when im dead
the’ll rewind to be sure my people love me
can yall tell me one more time

- johnn anderson

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS