ENVIAR LETRAS
Top 100
Lanzamientos de álbumes
Artistas
Comunidade
Francés
Portuguese
Inglés
Corrección Letra
Taxing
par
Lil Gotit
Regreso
Letra
Always gossip bout me bit no action tho Next time you try me ima smack you bro Spend a hunit on my wrist i be cashing out Nah you won't never catch me lacking bro Acting Hoe ima smack you bro You won't catch lacking bro Acting Hoe ima smack you bro You won't never catch me lacking bro Tryna pull up on me get to blasting wow Yeah you won't never catch me lacking though Spend a hunnit on my wrist start braggin wow N***ahs mad cause they ain't like me oh Baby come through with the all dough My baby come through with the all racks Pull up get your sh*t snatched like yeah lemme get that N***ahs talk tough thru a phone screen But when you see me little n***ah then go on and speak They say Syx you all talk won't pull up to the scene Welle pull up to your block start up on the scene Yeah on the scene welle pull up to the scene One text is all it takes ill rock your a** to sleep Im bout my money yeah theirs no joining teams And when a n***ah talking crazy he dont know me If its bout my money im taxing bro Spend a rollie on my fit start spazzing out Im a crazy a** n***ah so whats brack bro You won't never catch me lacking bro Acting oh Lacking bro you will never catch me lacking bro Acting oh Lacking bro you will never catch me lacking bro If I pull up on a n***ah ima smack you oh If you talking real tough send the addy bro Got a gangster a** b*t*h and she bout it oh Baby come through with the all dough My baby come through with the all racks Pull up get your sh*t snatched like yeah lemme get that And you still ain't get your sh*t back He shoynk, I shlang that, n***as ain't get sh*t back Ruger's and Glock 9's and babies pushin' sh*t back Runnin' up a check, I'm reminiscing, hittin' four flags In that one way course it, nah f**k it, rush that Play with me an' get geezy, small talk be the cheapest Oh Bhad Bhabie take it easy, don't do a whole n***a greedy They hold for some, they need it, her cursin' on let you in here My phone, yeah, startin' ringin' I f**k with you, you just don't see it Sh*ttin' by my lonely, all these ho's be on me I know they tryna roll with me, 'cause I be stoning Someone just phone it, a'ight, let me zone it Credit-a** crip up on it, yeah, a** she show me A** she show and she say SLATT Speakin' new truth, no, won't do that I tray that boy he ain't dub my name N***as say wait, "We got plenty guns" We all tote shots that shoot for fun Killin' that pu**y want drip for somethin' Ain't sh*t, then cry made back old money Ay, nig' gon' rob for somethin' If its bout my money im taxing bro Spend a rollie on my fit start spazzing out Im a crazy a** n***ah so whats brack bro You won't never catch me lacking bro Acting oh Lacking bro you will never catch me lacking bro Acting oh Lacking bro you will never catch me lacking bro If I pull up on a n***ah ima smack you oh If you talking real tough send the addy bro Got a gangster a** b*t*h and she bout it oh Baby come through with the all dough My baby come through with the all racks Pull up get your sh*t snatched like yeah lemme get that And you still ain't get your sh*t back
videoclip
Tu nombre será publicado. Deje los campos en blanco para permanecer en el anonimato.
Enviar
Modal title
×
Insertar medios
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Recuérdame
Contraseña perdida
Conectarte
Registrarse