letra de hangout - tokin
[chorus]
yeah, i’m back on this sh-t, uh-uh
yeah, i’m back on my sh-t, so i don’t give a f-ck ’bout that
no, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout this
you mad at a ho, no, i ain’t worried ’bout that sl-t
the texting my b-tch, then rip
actually you won’t get over it, i don’t even know why you sober then
it’s a bad-ass b-tch outside, let me go see your insta’
car park right outside, bring your friends, i’m tryna take ’em to dinner
you know toke come to you live
i swear to god, this’ll be the show you remember
i put the 3.5 all in this ‘wood, i see the eyes of the ender
[verse]
you won’t bang, you won’t bang out
we pull up where you hang out
you think this sh-t bool, we outback likе steakhouse
n-gga, i ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
put a holе in his body, ain’t talkin’ ’bout fuyun
foenem wrap it up like a onion
foenem gon’ jump out (racks), hop wheel, then crash out (racks)
foenem gon’ jump out (racks), hop wheel, then crash out (racks)
go get that money (racks), go get that money (racks)
go get that money (racks), go get that money (racks)
okay, spray that boy just like cologne ’cause he was doin’ too much
why? i don’t give no f-cks ’bout hoes ’cause they be doin’ too much
(do you keep fifty? keep fifty on me)
’cause your b-tch know i’m 1500
’bout guala, i’m all about money
and she hop on the d-ck like bungee
got the glock on my waist, think i’m low-key
i’m mischievous, think that i’m loki
drop an octave, i’m talkin’ ’bout low-key
she wan’ ask me the price of my rollie
i told the hoe, “little over sixteen”
gave her price, now she got mixed dreams
she was on to me like some big jeans
in chicago more than a big bean
[chorus]
yeah, i’m back on this sh-t, uh-uh
yeah, i’m back on my sh-t, so i don’t give a f-ck ’bout that
no, i don’t give a f-ck ’bout this
you mad at a ho, no, i ain’t worried ’bout that sl-t
the texting my b-tch, then rip
actually you won’t get over it, i don’t even know why you sober then
it’s a bad-ass b-tch outside, let me go see your insta’
car park right outside, bring your friends, i’m tryna take ’em to dinner
you know toke come to you live
i swear to god, this’ll be the show you remember
i put the 3.5 all in this ‘wood, i see the eyes of the ender
letras aleatórias
- letra de пустота (emptiness) - flatturn
- letra de the best years of my life - eddie floyd
- letra de tis - dario von slutty
- letra de leaving here alone - tritonal, karra & matluck
- letra de kids sing - ed axel
- letra de - for the fam - king kyce
- letra de chakras - classe crua
- letra de spoke to an angel - iheartlowkey
- letra de parkour - sinsenfist
- letra de hype beast - sabbath m