Correction Paroles Stay Far par K Suave

Featuring(s) : Trippie Redd, Poundside Pop

Retour

Paroles

We came from the bottom, bitch, we had to starve
I was down on Earth now I'm up on Mars
f*ck that bitch and play her like a damn guitar
I'm not in your satellite, not in your radar
I'll be out the way, stay far (Damn, Tash)
Got no time to play, stay armed
Chopper there like a good neighbor, State Farm (B-B-BlackMayo)

[Poundside Pop]
Yeah, everybody with me, yeah, they stay armed
When it's time to handle business, it won't take long
It won't take long, get you gone, blow your face off
I got killers on my team sliding, this ain't no baseball
Bitches tryna suck my dick 'cause I got my cake up
Shawty looking hella bad and she ain't got no makeup
All this cash on a nigga, she do what I say so
I been sipping all this purple, baby, I'm a Laker (Yeah)
I been sipping Wockhardt, baby, I'm a Wockstar
I come out them Philly trenches, right in front them cop cars
Baby girl, we had it hard, so we had to trap hard
2500, Zoo gang, I'm the top dog

We came from the bottom, bitch, we had to starve
I was down on Earth now I'm up on Mars
f*ck that bitch and play her like a damn guitar
I'm not in your satellite, not in your radar
I'll be out the way, stay far
Got no time to play, stay armed
Chopper there like a good neighbor, State Farm

[K Suave]
Ayy, chopper get to busting, that bitch going dumb
Your bitch, she want more coke, she keep rubbing on her gums
Bitch, I got a money counter, I don't like to use my thumbs
Keep one in the head, these p*ssy niggas showing fake love
I don't trust nobody, I swear I don't even trust myself
She gon' eat that dick up like an apple, this is not no Dell
I just caught your bitch with one hand, I feel like I'm Odell
I know it's been a minute since we talked, I hope you doing well
Beating that bitch from the back, I feel like I'm Mike Will
I got bitches hooked like a noose, I call 'em hangnail
Try me, knock both of y'all down, like the twin towers
Bitch, I'm a star in the sky but I came from the bottom
Ain't going broke no more, all my niggas whips is push to start 'em

We came from the bottom, bitch, we had to starve
I was down on Earth now I'm up on Mars
f*ck that bitch and play her like a damn guitar
I'm not in your satellite, not in your radar
I'll be out the way, stay far
Got no time to play, stay armed
Chopper there like a good neighbor, State Farm

clip

Ton pseudo sera publié. Laisses les champs vide pour rester anonyme.