letra de we made it - trinigg
[verse 1: cooper]
living this life in luxury
all i need is my doubles and me
hands deep in that bara, channa osama
i’m really a terror
watch this sauce on my wrist
i bomb up these sheds
watching for feds
they be watching
bara lady be eye-ing
she only likes me for my pocket though
i only like her for her bara dough
soft and tender, that melts in my mouth
we storming the south, trin-gg ain’t no stoping it
penal to debe these indos they know we
what they want me for me? i cannot say
losing my breath, i’m beating my chest
take a minute, wait and refresh
take in some bara and i’m more that my best
[hook]
my n-gga, we made it
[verse 2: di general]
gonna spend in penal
gotta go to the bank
bara on my chain like sha-shabba ranks
celebrity staus, kamla in siparia
doubles man said “i will always take care of ya”
that means extra channa, unaccounted for
gotta eat like 5, i just counted four
got $4 in the pocket, that’s like 1 more
crack a seal on a solo and im like, “oh boy!”
clapping like a seal when he bring them channa drums
crying like a baby when we see the channa done
sponsor a girl and she ate 3 something
in the back of my mind hope i get a three
some of these peppers too hot
felt like a rocket on the toilet
never gonna eat doubles in my suede clarks
channa fell on that sh-t and it soiled it
yo, lemme ease up a bit
my other n-gga come in and k!ll this sh-t
every track off penal menu’s a hit
when we touch down in penal
[hook]
[verse 3: kraka jak]
wake up in the morning
walk into the kitchen
hungry, want no bake and chicken
gotta go to penal, why the h-ll am i sticking?
first go by cooper, get some b-tches if they rolling
penal menu, n-gga
i know you felt this sh-t since we previewed n-gga
gonna go eat this, drink a solo, take a p-ss
and you know our flows cold like igloos, n-gga
my n-gga, we made it
the pies they’re making
the doubles be wrapping
my napkins be stacking
this tasting so good
i’m so glad that i ate it
the lyrics on jupiter
but the food in penal
we eating this curry, this chicken, pholoruie
everything looking yellow, we loving this dhal
back to p/town, on the maxi stand
gonna check the local doubles man
everything taste good, and the prices are fair
but why this fool touching baras and his hands bare?
i hate how he makes it, but i love how it tasting
eat with my team, and zombie keefe
[hook]
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