letra de this year - yaro b
[verse 1]
hop in the beat, i know i’m the sh-t (for real)
you n-ggas are pulling up on my crib (gang)
natoka hosi, for getting so ill
was carrying hip hop culture on me (haha)
i know i’m the g, i respect the ogs
you want smoke…. calling the cops (prrrr)
i’m calling the shots, i aim for your throat
thi sh-t be real, i’m no idi amin (idi amin)
i’m swerving, you’ll never find me lurking
when clubbing’ n0body pour me nothing (nope)
i’m loving how she call me daddy
even when i’m trapping
cause she know when i’m dropping (droppin -2
(splaaash)
it’s exactly how she thought it, would be
always on the move, always on the move (scheming)
my hommies in the booth, this a f-cking coup’ (woo, woo)
i’ll pass by the stu in the afternoon (reivo)
just to make a record, i don’t wanna be no f-cking goon
[chorus]
i praise the lord, i know he got it all ( he got it all)
i break the low, i ain’t never gon’ be broke (never)
i took my time with this one(this year)
you pay me there’s no refunds
was beggin for a feature (for real)
they call me for a feature
[verse 2]
they say is crazy, i’m obsessing with this lady(d-mn)
but i never had to fake it (nope)
, i’mma chase it till i make it (don’t fake it)
the n-ggas lining up so as get some petty cash
world coin is getting crazy, ain’t n0body safe lately
niko on toes, i’m chasing paper of course (shmoney)
ain’t no remorse, when you tryna f-ck goals (prrrr)
i need me some more, i said i need me some more,(for real x 3)
practice make perfect, (perfect) broke n-gga i’m chasing packet (cash)
i saw my face in the gazette(pulse)
top dawg with a bargain
kila siku niko zabe, washa ngwai hakuna za sare
phonys k!ll ‘em with kindness, all of my hommies live with no parent, first tour was a highlight, and i’m so grateful for octopizzo
[chorus]
i praise the lord, i know he got it all ( he got it all)
i break the low, i ain’t never gon’ be broke (never)
i took my time with this one(this year)
you pay me there’s no refunds
was beggin for a feature (for real)
they call me for a feature
[verse 3]
run it up, no stytlist (swag)
i’m breaking up, with violence (ayy)
niko na form ya kuget mamita (
niko na bro alijenga kanisa (kanisa)
ngori imeshika kama mambichwa
vinc anarap, hommie a teacher
niko na verse, they call me a preacher (preach)
she love my cologne, she kno i’m a sl!cker
i’m coming in hot, so fast i aim for your spot (for real)
you beef with me it’s a k!llshot
a kamikaze on detox
no gucci, prada, tom ford
jubeda on me, seasaw (bros)
i’ve never reached her g spot
just cause the field is too broad(haha)
d-mn man… how you even say that (yeah i said it)
amini, na plan kua tajiri
na hio siri (nope
all of my hommies chasing millis
a mansion and a pool in the surbs of the city
i’m no kidding
letras aleatórias
- letra de to the rescue - snakecharmer
- letra de too far gone - overtime
- letra de interdit - dadju
- letra de in blue (album mix) - young juvenile youth
- letra de let the music play - the glove
- letra de noname - rg/ya
- letra de the necronomicon - set to stun
- letra de nächsten sommer - bosse
- letra de fakes - dopeboilsh
- letra de you are good - willamette music