CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Steel Wool
Uh uh
Jackson
Let's get it
V8 in that straight, Forgis on that black Cherokee
This that gangster slash pop mixed with trap karaoke
Turn the snow globe into a crystal ball, now that dog a ten
Type to turn a stone with many flaws into a flawless gem
Stack my money ten foot tall, now I ball above the rim
Livin' above the law, on the North with my brother Em
Could be locked up, but to those that know me, they say "Lucky him"
Chop the whole block up, that's when we found out that it wasn't them
Basement on Honda Civic, Auntie maxin' out her Bridget
Cup filled to the rim, probably smack the whip before I spill it
Knee deep in the dopе game, 227, we the rеalest
Cocaina on the skillet, kitchen smellin' like acrylic
Touch back with a thousand pack of pills, tryna rape a village
Weed so loud, reekin' through the vacuum seal, I can't conceal it
Made a killin', to those that hate it, I made 'em feel it
Sold dope all of my life, so sh*t, I only know one way to get it
Half slab, golden retriever, this ain't no Purina
Black mag in the four-fever, brick of cocaina
Stuffin' the bricks up in the pot, this ain't no farina
Stuffin' thirty clips in my Glock'll switch your whole demeanor
Catch a body, no Randy Moss, I hike it off, hut one
These n***as ain't cut from the cloth a n***a cut from
I run with real wolves, come from the real hood
These n***as ain't cut from my cloth 'cause I'm steel wool
These n***as ain't cut from my cloth 'cause I'm steel wool
Jackson
Let's get it
V8 in that straight, Forgis on that black Cherokee
This that gangster slash pop mixed with trap karaoke
Turn the snow globe into a crystal ball, now that dog a ten
Type to turn a stone with many flaws into a flawless gem
Stack my money ten foot tall, now I ball above the rim
Livin' above the law, on the North with my brother Em
Could be locked up, but to those that know me, they say "Lucky him"
Chop the whole block up, that's when we found out that it wasn't them
Basement on Honda Civic, Auntie maxin' out her Bridget
Cup filled to the rim, probably smack the whip before I spill it
Knee deep in the dopе game, 227, we the rеalest
Cocaina on the skillet, kitchen smellin' like acrylic
Touch back with a thousand pack of pills, tryna rape a village
Weed so loud, reekin' through the vacuum seal, I can't conceal it
Made a killin', to those that hate it, I made 'em feel it
Sold dope all of my life, so sh*t, I only know one way to get it
Half slab, golden retriever, this ain't no Purina
Black mag in the four-fever, brick of cocaina
Stuffin' the bricks up in the pot, this ain't no farina
Stuffin' thirty clips in my Glock'll switch your whole demeanor
Catch a body, no Randy Moss, I hike it off, hut one
These n***as ain't cut from the cloth a n***a cut from
I run with real wolves, come from the real hood
These n***as ain't cut from my cloth 'cause I'm steel wool
These n***as ain't cut from my cloth 'cause I'm steel wool
