letra de childish - lezone
(i’m starting to think my parter childish, all that n-gga do is slide, yeah)
(we don’t need no, huh, we hopping out this ride)
(basothegoat he gon’ ride with that pole)
yeah, i’m starting to think my partner childish all he do is slide (skrt)
i keep a month up in my pants, you think sh-t sweet, yo ass gon’ die (boom boom boom)
yo ass the type to pass the gun and say,”aye bro i’ll drive”
no fishing i keep this rod, we hopping on feet i don’t need no ride
yeah, yeah, i feel like babypistol (boom boom)
like a photographer, yo ass gon’ get shot like a picture (flash)
it ain’t no n-gga that sn-tched my chain, i put that on my sisters (on my sisters)
i stuffed my d-ck up in her mouth, and yo ass went and kissed her (ew)
huh, what babydrill said ?, “pop out”
lil twin he keep that stick, you know he throwed, his ass gon’ rock out
look bae i can’t even cap, man i got hoes, we can’t even pop out (we can’t even pop out)
man again, man we done upped the score?, they need to tap out (tap out)
pillow talking to hoes, like them hoes ain’t just gon’ come tell me
i’m getting h-ll of green, you could tell lezone healthy (cha ching)
f-ck barrow county, that bald headed n-gga ain’t even have to expel me (f-ck neeley)
i got h-ll of bread, you would think my trap a deli (trap)
yeah, i’m starting to think my partner childish all he do is slide (skrt)
i keep a month up in my pants, you think sh-t sweet, yo ass gon’ die (boom boom boom)
yo ass the type to pass the gun and say,”aye bro i’ll drive”
no fishing i keep this rod, we hopping on feet i don’t need no ride
yeah, yeah, i feel like bp (i feel like bp)
my gang known for spinning, i ain’t talking bout’ no cd (skrt)
hop out the car, all black, like john cena you can’t see me (boom boom boom)
sitting behind the tint, i bet yo ass gon’ see these vv’s
yeah, i’m starting to think my partner childish all he do is slide (skrt)
i keep a month up in my pants, you think sh-t sweet, yo ass gon’ die (boom boom boom)
yo ass the type to pass the gun and say,”aye bro i’ll drive”
no fishing i keep this rod, we hopping on feet i don’t need no ride
(boom boom boom)
(yo ass gon die)
(we got shots inside this ride)
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