CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Cheeks!
Why you trynna beat me b*t*h you know it’s never gonna work
And if you f**king with the cats we gonna put you on a shirt
Gonna put you in the dirt you don’t even get a hearse
Motherf**ker better shut up I don’t wanna hear a word
I don’t wanna hear a peep if you really wanna keep
Your ability to breath then you don’t wanna meet me
I'm sweet but nobody gonna turn me to a treat
If he running from me then I aim for his cheeks
Why you trynna beat me b*t*h you know it’s never gonna work
And if you f**king with the cats we gonna put you on a shirt
Gonna put you in the dirt you don’t even get a hearse
Motherf**ker bettеr shut up I don’t wanna hear a word
I don’t wanna hear a peep if you really wanna keep
Your ability to brеath then you don’t wanna meet me
I'm sweet but nobody gonna turn me to a treat
If he running from me then I aim for his cheeks
Wait, just paid my rent off of rapping
2 months in a row and I ain’t even capping
I ain’t even dropping and paper been stacking
These rappers look mad they just lost to a faggot
My b*t*h got the strap I ain’t talking bout glocky's
I been knew I'm Kirby he inked on my body
Don’t think that I’m c*cky when I say nobody
Can touch me I show up and leave with your shawty
I'll leave with your car keys I’ll leave with your weed
But when I try to smoke it do nothing to me
You been smoking on mid I been smoking OG
Imma body my idols I’m smoking OG's
b*t*h let me sleep
On all your music cause that sh*t is weak
Actual garbage like pu**y you reek
My hand on my face every time that you speak
Put your hand on my body won’t walk for a week
[Transcribing soon]
And if you f**king with the cats we gonna put you on a shirt
Gonna put you in the dirt you don’t even get a hearse
Motherf**ker better shut up I don’t wanna hear a word
I don’t wanna hear a peep if you really wanna keep
Your ability to breath then you don’t wanna meet me
I'm sweet but nobody gonna turn me to a treat
If he running from me then I aim for his cheeks
Why you trynna beat me b*t*h you know it’s never gonna work
And if you f**king with the cats we gonna put you on a shirt
Gonna put you in the dirt you don’t even get a hearse
Motherf**ker bettеr shut up I don’t wanna hear a word
I don’t wanna hear a peep if you really wanna keep
Your ability to brеath then you don’t wanna meet me
I'm sweet but nobody gonna turn me to a treat
If he running from me then I aim for his cheeks
Wait, just paid my rent off of rapping
2 months in a row and I ain’t even capping
I ain’t even dropping and paper been stacking
These rappers look mad they just lost to a faggot
My b*t*h got the strap I ain’t talking bout glocky's
I been knew I'm Kirby he inked on my body
Don’t think that I’m c*cky when I say nobody
Can touch me I show up and leave with your shawty
I'll leave with your car keys I’ll leave with your weed
But when I try to smoke it do nothing to me
You been smoking on mid I been smoking OG
Imma body my idols I’m smoking OG's
b*t*h let me sleep
On all your music cause that sh*t is weak
Actual garbage like pu**y you reek
My hand on my face every time that you speak
Put your hand on my body won’t walk for a week
[Transcribing soon]
