letra de wounds - yung mal
[chorus]
woah, yeah, yeah, yeah
mhm, yeah, yeah, yeah
diamonds, they jump out the gym
n-gg-s went broke, i don’t wanna be ’em
she suck this d-ck, big lips lil’ kim
old school parked outside, big rims
triple s balenciaga, n-gg-, not timbs
these haters gon’ hate, boy, i swear i don’t see ’em
i’m geeked on them percocet pills
put them racks to my ear, boy, i swear i can’t hear ’em
new benz p-ss by like yoom
get so high, think i’m close to the moon
i keep going up, balloon
i been through the war, you can see all these wounds
[verse 1]
the stick shoot a hundred, it sweep like a broom
i done blew up, boom
b-tch, i got crack and it’s droppin’ soon
so many hundreds, they fill up the room
huh, talk to my brother in feds, he staying in tune
he say he proud i got rich off these tunes
’cause back in the day we was breakin’ the rules
i know these n-gg-s gon’ hate so i stay with that tool
they prayin’ i fall off, fool
they know i’m goin’ all out ’bout the gang, the crew
all these hundreds on me, watch this sh-t get thumbed through
when that money get low, where you run to?
i go to work when i want to
diamonds they hit, yeah, one-two
i got one one, two, three, four chains in this b-tch goin’ crazy
[chorus]
woah, yeah, yeah, yeah
mhm, yeah, yeah, yeah
diamonds, they jump out the gym
n-gg-s went broke, i don’t wanna be ’em
she suck this d-ck, big lips lil’ kim
old school parked outside, big rims
triple s balenciaga, n-gg-, not timbs
these haters gon’ hate, boy, i swear i don’t see ’em
i’m geeked on them percocet pills
put them racks to my ear, boy, i swear i can’t hear ’em
new benz p-ss by like yoom
get so high, think i’m close to the moon
i keep going up, balloon
i been through the war, you can see all these wounds
[verse 2]
i got on all my jewels
i spend a rack a month on all my shoes
my diamonds go crazy, they looney tunes
real fiji water, jumped out the pool
young n-gg-s with me, you know they gon’ shoot
got stripes in the hood, salute
with the same gang, we don’t recruit (h-ll nah)
these n-gg-s, they lame, can’t get in the loop
i ride in that coupe, it’s just me and young sue
i be hugging that sack, that’s my boo
and i love making love to that loot
all of these racks get blew
i bet i make it back in a few
lil’ n-gg-s can’t do what i do
you’d be better just staying in school
go to the show, act a fool
[chorus]
woah, yeah, yeah, yeah
mhm, yeah, yeah, yeah
diamonds, they jump out the gym
n-gg-s went broke, i don’t wanna be ’em
she suck this d-ck, big lips lil’ kim
old school parked outside, big rims
triple s balenciaga, n-gg-, not timbs
these haters gon’ hate, boy, i swear i don’t see ’em
i’m geeked on them percocet pills
put them racks to my ear, boy, i swear i can’t hear ’em
new benz p-ss by like yoom
get so high, think i’m close to the moon
i keep going up, balloon
i been through the war, you can see all these wounds
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