CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Runtz (Demo)
Traphouse Mob
Uh
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
Hahaha, hahaha, ha
You already know what it is, man (Grrt)
Shawty a thottie (Pow), she all on my body 'cause [?]
Uh, uh, (Woo, woo) ha, ha
Smokin' on opps, that's runtz (Hahaha), I'm leanin'
Pour four, turn to demon, up in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Can't wait 'til I meet him, uh, uh
Can't wait 'til I
Smokin' on opps, that's runtz (That's runtz), I'm leanin'
Pour four, turn to demon, up in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Can't wait 'til I meet him, uh, uh
Can't wait 'til I
I got fifty-two shots in this Glock, bet a n***a won't let up (Woo)
XD, a n***a totin' Beretta (Red dot)
Rufflin' feathers (Don't get shot)
I leave 'em deader
I got your b*t*h suckin' on my treasure
I woo from the floss, yeah, we do it better
I got the hoes like I'm Hugh Hefner
b*t*h, I'ma dog, I'm a blue devil
One dead in Neiman, scannin', it's readin'
Perc' head, I'm geekin', sh*t turn me to a demon (Demon)
Bad b*t*h named RiRi, nice, but treeshy
She want me to breed her, I'm like, "Nah, b*t*h, you sneaky"
I make it rain on whoever, I make it rain that Woo weather
n***a, I put in pain, I'm the shooter and the driver, and I rock Cartier frames
Crush the paper, fry the tool, put an eighth in my spliff, roll
Get in my zone, hop in the Rolls, smokin' opps to the face (Grr)
Uh
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
Hahaha, hahaha, ha
You already know what it is, man (Grrt)
Shawty a thottie (Pow), she all on my body 'cause [?]
Uh, uh, (Woo, woo) ha, ha
Smokin' on opps, that's runtz (Hahaha), I'm leanin'
Pour four, turn to demon, up in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Can't wait 'til I meet him, uh, uh
Can't wait 'til I
Smokin' on opps, that's runtz (That's runtz), I'm leanin'
Pour four, turn to demon, up in the spot
Bro, did you seen him, uh, uh
Can't wait 'til I meet him, uh, uh
Can't wait 'til I
I got fifty-two shots in this Glock, bet a n***a won't let up (Woo)
XD, a n***a totin' Beretta (Red dot)
Rufflin' feathers (Don't get shot)
I leave 'em deader
I got your b*t*h suckin' on my treasure
I woo from the floss, yeah, we do it better
I got the hoes like I'm Hugh Hefner
b*t*h, I'ma dog, I'm a blue devil
One dead in Neiman, scannin', it's readin'
Perc' head, I'm geekin', sh*t turn me to a demon (Demon)
Bad b*t*h named RiRi, nice, but treeshy
She want me to breed her, I'm like, "Nah, b*t*h, you sneaky"
I make it rain on whoever, I make it rain that Woo weather
n***a, I put in pain, I'm the shooter and the driver, and I rock Cartier frames
Crush the paper, fry the tool, put an eighth in my spliff, roll
Get in my zone, hop in the Rolls, smokin' opps to the face (Grr)
