CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : FORZA
Indigo
Okay, Embasin, whatever
At your house like ding dong ditch, except we ain't dip
Fill you up with lead, yeah that's a whole lotta clip
Just got a brand new ride, so expensive, count three wishes
Name my chopper Simon, Simon Says leave 'em limping
You ain't got one in the head, then you lacking, buddy you tripping
You ain't got at least ten hoes picking up no bags, you ain't pimping
These n***as out here, ain't even talking about cash, just mad about women
Simping, simping, yeah these n***as simply simping
I don't get it, and I don't want to
These n***as b*t*hes, can't even function
She ain't on sh*t, so I don't want you
Like a field goal, kick it, punt, bye
Punt, punt
Like a field goal, kick it you the curb, punt, bye
Punt, punt
Like a field goal, kick you to the curb, punt, bye
Punt, punt
Like a field goal, kick you to the curb, punt
Punt, punt, punt
Like a field goal, kick you to the curb, punt
Stupid lil' c**t
Goofy lil' boy, don't bring no switchblade all my n***as got drums
Fun, yeah I'ma still have some
I can't speak for y'all [?] done
Smoke, thirty round tote
b*t*h came with, extra pole
Hand on the Bible, never lie
Extra hope, I need extra hope
Faith, need that lately
Lately I been hanging out at Hell's gate
Wait, wait
f**k following, pave my own damn way
At your house like ding dong ditch, except we ain't dip
Fill you up with lead, yeah that's a whole lotta clip
Just got a brand new ride, so expensive, count three wishes
Name my chopper Simon, Simon Says leave 'em limping
You ain't got one in the head, then you lacking, buddy you tripping
You ain't got at least ten hoes picking up no bags, you ain't pimping
These n***as out here, ain't even talking about cash, just mad about women
Simping, simping, yeah these n***as simply simping
Okay, Embasin, whatever
At your house like ding dong ditch, except we ain't dip
Fill you up with lead, yeah that's a whole lotta clip
Just got a brand new ride, so expensive, count three wishes
Name my chopper Simon, Simon Says leave 'em limping
You ain't got one in the head, then you lacking, buddy you tripping
You ain't got at least ten hoes picking up no bags, you ain't pimping
These n***as out here, ain't even talking about cash, just mad about women
Simping, simping, yeah these n***as simply simping
I don't get it, and I don't want to
These n***as b*t*hes, can't even function
She ain't on sh*t, so I don't want you
Like a field goal, kick it, punt, bye
Punt, punt
Like a field goal, kick it you the curb, punt, bye
Punt, punt
Like a field goal, kick you to the curb, punt, bye
Punt, punt
Like a field goal, kick you to the curb, punt
Punt, punt, punt
Like a field goal, kick you to the curb, punt
Stupid lil' c**t
Goofy lil' boy, don't bring no switchblade all my n***as got drums
Fun, yeah I'ma still have some
I can't speak for y'all [?] done
Smoke, thirty round tote
b*t*h came with, extra pole
Hand on the Bible, never lie
Extra hope, I need extra hope
Faith, need that lately
Lately I been hanging out at Hell's gate
Wait, wait
f**k following, pave my own damn way
At your house like ding dong ditch, except we ain't dip
Fill you up with lead, yeah that's a whole lotta clip
Just got a brand new ride, so expensive, count three wishes
Name my chopper Simon, Simon Says leave 'em limping
You ain't got one in the head, then you lacking, buddy you tripping
You ain't got at least ten hoes picking up no bags, you ain't pimping
These n***as out here, ain't even talking about cash, just mad about women
Simping, simping, yeah these n***as simply simping
