CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : f*ck You!
(Iceberg want a bag, b*t*h)
Poppin' my sh*t
New Louie V'
Probably won't wear it
I ain't even want it
Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah, yeah
Poppin' my sh*t
New Louie V', yeah
Poppin' my sh*t, new Louie V', probably won't wear it
I ain't even want it, diamonds my teeth, shinin' like glee
Blowin' racks through the night, get it back by the morning
Back on my feet, I was workin' losin' sleep
Hold on, that's important, yeah, f**k you
Know I keep a 2-3, but I'll still stomp you out of some Jordans
Used to call him my dog, but he shed, he a sna-a-ake
Control my b*t*h, don't play no ga-a-ames
f**k around catch me a case but not from this Drac'
From the way that I switch la-a-anes
Push start, I'ma push it
For my story, we gon' start off in bookin'
Police always try to label me crooked
Any freedom that I had they just took it
Pull off in that Benz, drive this b*t*h like I got road rage
Hear the sirens, we dashin' on feet
I ain't scared of police, I'm just scared of my old ways
Shackles inside that court was my old days
Know that I made it 'cause everybody keep on sayin' we brother and cousin
Even if you was my blood, I wouldn't give a f**k, 'cause I don't know you from nothin'
Poppin' my sh*t
New Louie V'
Probably won't wear it
I ain't even want it
Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah, yeah
Poppin' my sh*t
New Louie V', yeah
Poppin' my sh*t, new Louie V', probably won't wear it
I ain't even want it, diamonds my teeth, shinin' like glee
Blowin' racks through the night, get it back by the morning
Back on my feet, I was workin' losin' sleep
Hold on, that's important, yeah, f**k you
Know I keep a 2-3, but I'll still stomp you out of some Jordans
Used to call him my dog, but he shed, he a sna-a-ake
Control my b*t*h, don't play no ga-a-ames
f**k around catch me a case but not from this Drac'
From the way that I switch la-a-anes
Push start, I'ma push it
For my story, we gon' start off in bookin'
Police always try to label me crooked
Any freedom that I had they just took it
Pull off in that Benz, drive this b*t*h like I got road rage
Hear the sirens, we dashin' on feet
I ain't scared of police, I'm just scared of my old ways
Shackles inside that court was my old days
Know that I made it 'cause everybody keep on sayin' we brother and cousin
Even if you was my blood, I wouldn't give a f**k, 'cause I don't know you from nothin'
