Correction Paroles Until I Drop par Soldier Kidd

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Yeah yeah, uh uh
This right here until I drop
And this right here just a lil sneak peak, you feel me
All this eleven though, you dig?

He ain't f**kin' with me but I still got money on my brain
Puttn' money on my brain, I'm a genius when I sing
You ain't f**kin' with me then I guess you f**kin' in the way
Like I'm Gucci Mane how I put this Gucci in your face
I'm a young Haitian but I'm bringin' Chinese to your bae
Ándale, n***a you can't keep her, you done lost the race
And I'm finna hit her raw 'cause that's how I'm feelin' today
If you want it I'ma bend it, this a stolo, it ain't rented
I deserve to be on top and you can't tell me different
Remincising how a n***a finna be winnin', how a n***a finna be glistening
How these n***as went to trippin', I ain't never get my weight up
'Cause a n***a used to stay up, off of perkies but I stayed up
Why these crackers tryna slay us, why these n***as wanna hate us
Told my mama please don't wait up, I ain't come back 'til the sun up
And you know your son gon' come up 'cause I'm givin' zero f**ks
And I got my glizzy tucked just in case they drop the nuts

This right here until I drop, and you know I'm finna drop
Probably playin' with your ho but I ain't playin' with no opp
For the youngins runnin' from cops, for the youngins on the block
Gotta do it for your mom 'cause you ain't none' without that gwap
Stolo slidin' in the rain, free Lil Fredo, free Lil Zay
And I'm sorry for the wait but when I drop it's finna bang
They let JReal out that cage, now he right back to that gang
I don't boot up for no fame, it's how I feel and how I think
How I feel, I'm finna crank, dollar bills if you gon' shake
Got the sauce like Ricki Lake, got on my knees, I had to pray
Them n***as dyin' every day, I can't live without my bank
Boy you fell right off the way while me and JoJo smokin' dank
You cannot shine, you throwin' shade, and I hit the people's place
But I couldn't take the scene, I'ma pull up where you stay
Why you n***as love to hate, it's a perky, not a bar
Rest in peace my n***a Ty, rest in peace my n***a Kiar, yeah
Big baller, workaholic, all eyes on me like a model
All them n***as broke but them the ones you want to follow
Got 'em in the choke, I be goin' in full throttle
This ho 'bout to choke, can you get a water bottle?
Yeah I'm him, Soldier Kidd, I was 16 in the Benz
I was 15 hittin' licks, I was 14 plottin' it
I be drippin' when I step, none' these n***as ready to step
She popped a perky, lost her breath, n***as hurt 'cause I be fresh

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