letra de out ere - trapstar toxic
[verse 1]
gucci sneakers on them german pedals
i came up off of pedal bikes and aqua bezels
had a q and draw for time until i saw the levels
sixty racks in the duffle bag, my re-up’s mental
i’m talking h-lla petals
wait in this trap and i’ll be done if feds raid it
i’m one step ahead, i ain’t complacent
i told my g’s the obbo’s real, they’re tryna make a statement
moving like i’m usher man, the way i’m trading places
switch spots every couple months, that’s new nеighbours
went from them bunk beds, mats in my room, i couldn’t sleep
now i got a clеaner coming to my yard every week
so that’s clean floors, dishes done and cocaine sheets
she don’t even speak english, i just tip her if it’s neat
cah that trap line’s ringing on repeat
i’m getting rid of boxes while these other bruddas sleep
you ain’t gotta respect it, i’m really grinding in the streets cause i’m out here
[chorus]
went away now i’m back looking sharp
meet in the flesh, no more pictures on the yard
no more kettle dinners, catch me near the shard
carti on my wrist looking suave
the bando got me home but first i thank god
i wake up and trap and stack like oh lord
n-ggas wanna act and chat like just pass
he could never break me, i stay in charge, i’m out here
[verse 2]
send my homie sales, i can’t see my bro starve
he hit eight outta ten cats in jimmy’s car
all them losses, gotta take it on the chest like a bra
you can bounce back off a good plug and bicarb
i spend racks on my solicitors
all i’m gonna say, this summer coulda copped like four eighteen k’s
and no old joints, it’s new shapes
zero mileage, suttin like the new plates
cah i was stepping in that pain
brudda you don’t wanna know where i been, what i came from
you might ask why he ain’t the same don
banging ‘locked up’ by akon
fresh home, ammi get break up
champs pop, botties rise if you try slander my name cuz
doing my ting, the fakes burn
bouta get it popping for bruddas on long terms
bouta get it popping for bruddas who held faith
bouta get it popping cah brudda i buss case
[chorus]
went away now i’m back looking sharp
meet in the flesh, no more pictures on the yard
no more kettle dinners, catch me near the shard
carti on my wrist looking suave
the bando got me home but first i thank god
i wake up and trap and stack like oh lord
n-ggas wanna act and chat like just pass
he could never break me, i stay in charge, i’m out here
letras aleatórias
- hikmət aslanov › letra de azərbaycan oğluyam - hikmət aslanov
- karine daviet › letra de je pense à toi souvent - karine daviet
- emrata › letra de ratatata - emrata
- 和ぬか wanuka › letra de ブラウニー (brownie) romanized - 和ぬか (wanuka)
- waitmydeath › letra de никому не нужен (nobody needs) - waitmydeath
- 0kiss › letra de е. м. (e. m.) - 0kiss
- claudio botelho › letra de a morte - claudio botelho
- just b › letra de coming home - just b
- crystal keine xaysber › letra de luv story / ueban's - crystal keine, xaysber
- justin fancy › letra de go easy - justin fancy