CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Trojan
Bands all fill my pockets, b*t*h I’m stuck in my glory
Copped a Porsche Cayenne and then I stuck it on forges
Sipping all this drink like we just got it imported
Smoking on your rent and b*t*h I’m sipping your mortgage
What it is
Don’t play with me, play with your kids (aye)
Accelerate, my sh*t wiggle like a little fish
Let em hate, stop acting like a little b*t*h (aye)
The sh*t we tote play longer tape on Datpiff
Sosa, n***as hoes, give em ass shots
In the field posted on the bad block (aye)
In the spot, we got mad Glocks (aye)
n***as softer than a mascot (aye)
Hit the lean than I snoozed off (aye)
Red beam your nose, call you Rudolph (aye)
Don’t make us push your cushion, you’re too soft (aye)
Your b*t*h got up on my stage and got boo’d off
You know you ain’t trapping hard as me lil n***a (aye)
You know I am who you wanna be lil n***a (aye)
I’m rolling hard up with my teeth lil n***a
Dirty-thirty clean sh*t up like beach lil n***a
n***as out here faking (aye)
And I just want the cake b*t*h and
My daughter want a bracelet (aye) so I just got to face it (aye)
Roll up a blunt and then I don’t eat
That is for the moment
For the money, I’ll postpone it
We warriors, no trojan
My ice like police, it’ll freeze a n***a
Got me cole like Keisha, n***a
Now I’m colder than a pizza n***a
Fresher than a kid on Easter n***a
My b*t*h be mad I can’t reach her n***a
With a b*t*h more yellow than Lisa n***a
In the trap lil boy I’m your teacher
Then smoke a pound for no reason
Starring like she ain’t never seen a star
700 horse, you ever seen this car
f**k A’s and B’s, we wanted A’s and R’s
Never let a ride hoe paper dawg
Grand hustle, we on our paper trail
In lower Kane Leaving tire trails
Please don’t make us start burning sh*t cause we love how that fire smells
Glory boys they up to something
You already know we bumming
Checks keep coming, steady thumbing
My n***as ain’t for nothing
[Verse 7: Chief Keef]:
Tripping over designer, Im so clumsy
Going off the wall like Humpty Dumpty
They tryna give me life they gotta chase me
If you want me to show up you gotta pay me
Remember when I couldn’t even afford a Tracy
Now every f**king blunt be a Tray, see
Put the Glock in the middle your eyes and your McGrady
And after you go through them you gotta face me
n***as out here faking
And I just want the cake b*t*h and
My daughter want a bracelet (aye) so I just got to face it (aye)
Roll up a blunt and then I don’t eat
That is for the moment
For the money I’ll postpone it
We warriors, no trojan (aye)
Copped a Porsche Cayenne and then I stuck it on forges
Sipping all this drink like we just got it imported
Smoking on your rent and b*t*h I’m sipping your mortgage
What it is
Don’t play with me, play with your kids (aye)
Accelerate, my sh*t wiggle like a little fish
Let em hate, stop acting like a little b*t*h (aye)
The sh*t we tote play longer tape on Datpiff
Sosa, n***as hoes, give em ass shots
In the field posted on the bad block (aye)
In the spot, we got mad Glocks (aye)
n***as softer than a mascot (aye)
Hit the lean than I snoozed off (aye)
Red beam your nose, call you Rudolph (aye)
Don’t make us push your cushion, you’re too soft (aye)
Your b*t*h got up on my stage and got boo’d off
You know you ain’t trapping hard as me lil n***a (aye)
You know I am who you wanna be lil n***a (aye)
I’m rolling hard up with my teeth lil n***a
Dirty-thirty clean sh*t up like beach lil n***a
n***as out here faking (aye)
And I just want the cake b*t*h and
My daughter want a bracelet (aye) so I just got to face it (aye)
Roll up a blunt and then I don’t eat
That is for the moment
For the money, I’ll postpone it
We warriors, no trojan
My ice like police, it’ll freeze a n***a
Got me cole like Keisha, n***a
Now I’m colder than a pizza n***a
Fresher than a kid on Easter n***a
My b*t*h be mad I can’t reach her n***a
With a b*t*h more yellow than Lisa n***a
In the trap lil boy I’m your teacher
Then smoke a pound for no reason
Starring like she ain’t never seen a star
700 horse, you ever seen this car
f**k A’s and B’s, we wanted A’s and R’s
Never let a ride hoe paper dawg
Grand hustle, we on our paper trail
In lower Kane Leaving tire trails
Please don’t make us start burning sh*t cause we love how that fire smells
Glory boys they up to something
You already know we bumming
Checks keep coming, steady thumbing
My n***as ain’t for nothing
[Verse 7: Chief Keef]:
Tripping over designer, Im so clumsy
Going off the wall like Humpty Dumpty
They tryna give me life they gotta chase me
If you want me to show up you gotta pay me
Remember when I couldn’t even afford a Tracy
Now every f**king blunt be a Tray, see
Put the Glock in the middle your eyes and your McGrady
And after you go through them you gotta face me
n***as out here faking
And I just want the cake b*t*h and
My daughter want a bracelet (aye) so I just got to face it (aye)
Roll up a blunt and then I don’t eat
That is for the moment
For the money I’ll postpone it
We warriors, no trojan (aye)
