letra de emojis - stephen jailon
chorus
man these n-ggas crying like emojis
i finesse all my grind out the dote
just to run me up some dote
i chokeslam me a n-gga mick foley
question, do you get money? rhetorical
know the sh-t that i’m doing historical
did a lot but i know i got more to do
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas they horrible
b-tches itchin lying to ya face
og’s finna get replaced
if ya weak never show your face
no sleep every single day
no sleep every single day
no sleep every single day
you get bit worrried bout my bank
you get bit thinking that it ain’t this
verse
drac hit you in ya pancreas
n-gga holding they nuts for the same sh-t
you better go get you a lane switch
me and you we don’t speak the same language
how you having that check but it ain’t sh-t
you prolly pull up on the prank sh-t
thank me later b-tch i’m on that drake sh-t
put it up don’t even thumb thru that fake sh-t
put it up don’t even thumb thru that fake sh-t
talking to the two tone get a face lift
i ain’t running from it man i’m known to embrace sh-t
i push da bih till it jam on that sp-ce sh-t
we got new j’s but know we don’t lace sh-t
you n-ggas love to kid around and play sh-t
i’m on that f-cking going down as a great sh-t
chorus
man these n-ggas crying like emojis
i finesse all my grind out the dote
just to run me up some dote
i chokeslam me a n-gga mick foley
question, do you get money? rhetorical
know the sh-t that i’m doing historical
did a lot but i know i got more to do
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas they horrible
b-tches itchin lying to ya face
og’s finna get replaced
if ya weak never show your face
no sleep every single day
no sleep every single day
no sleep every single day
you get bit worrried bout my bank
you get bit thinking that it ain’t this
verse
i can teach ya how to walk and talk a check
how we coming you’d think we invented it
i’m just smoking more and then i worry less
little vacay if i get stressed
you look at me n-gga see we been blessed
back wood rolled weed compressed
broadie moving white just like it’s montana
cuzzo pour up a sprite or the good fanta
bih we jugging from raleigh to atlanta
how he mix up the duece with no tropicana
i’m like roddy the piper i’ll f-cking blam ya
i’m like vince carter i’ll f-cking slam ya
not a athlete but i’m a real champion
wwe i’m the real chairman
way that i’m rolling this weed i’m the real cameron
how you snap me at the peak you got no camera
chorus
man these n-ggas crying like emojis
i finesse all my grind out the dote
just to run me up some dote
i chokeslam me a n-gga mick foley
question, do you get money? rhetorical
know the sh-t that i’m doing historical
did a lot but i know i got more to do
i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas they horrible
b-tches itchin lying to ya face
og’s finna get replaced
if ya weak never show your face
no sleep every single day
no sleep every single day
no sleep every single day
you get bit worrried bout my bank
you get bit thinking that it ain’t this
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