CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : EPIDEMIC
Astro on the beat (Ah, hahahahahah)
Run the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah and this DC
Y'already know that
What
Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me
I had your main b*t*h undressin' me, ayy
I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em
They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy"
Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt
Rock 'em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pu**y ass [?] successfully, ayy
Okay, beat his ass, that's necessity, ayy
When I'm up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy
'Cause grouchy ass n***as, ain't testin' me, ayy
Thought I told you I didn't have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?)
Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back
Kick him out f**kin' therapy, ayy
When I pull up in that black, who the f**k is that?
With that f**kin' dexterity, ayy
I see 'em, I see 'em, got clarity, ayy
Knock his ass outta therapy, ayy
Are you boostin' him up? [?], ayy
All this fruit got him runnin' the charity, ayy
He don't got no longevity, ayy
Doot-doot-doot-doot, comin' in heavily, ayy
And this sound load again, leave a legacy, ayy
How you love me and hate me? That's jealousy, ayy
I could see enemy, point 'em out, yeah, him especially, ayy (I got him)
Ooh, n***a, I can't wait to b*t*h your ass
He gon' get the best of me, ayy
Left, right, uppercut, fatality, that's my f**kin' specialty, ayy
Look at your swollen eyes, ben like n***a just popped some ecstasy, ayy
Okay, I cut him, I did that sh*t medically, ayy, yeah (Damn)
We in the South like the f**kin' Confederacy
You n***as really ain't got no integrity
I know you b*t*h really wanna have sex with me, ayy (Damn, what, what, what)
You on her phone beggin' her for some sh*t
DC on my d**k tellin' me that he missin' me
Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me
I had your main b*t*h undressin' me, ayy
I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em
They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy"
Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt
Rock 'em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pu**y ass [?] successfully, ayy
I been that n***a since I was a jit
Like that lil' n***a, like he was a bit'
He sendin' shots, I bet that he miss
Baby, he mad, I know that he p*ssed
Lil' bitty b*t*h, stay the f**k off my d**k
You got corona, I know that you sick
I'm not a kid, I don't want no tricks
I'm in my bag, I can't take no pics, yeah
Big ass chopper and it's fast with the long grip
She gon' keep askin' for the cash if the song hit
I like it fast, so I do the dome flip
My b*t*h tell slides, I'm f**kin' my homegirl
That's some young n***a sh*t, that's some young n***a sh*t
YNW, feel my young n***a jit
LV artillery on my neck
It could hold a ray gun and a flamer and sh*t
Stop callin' me, I'm a gamer, lil' b*t*h
Cali born in this b*t*h, I'm a singer, lil' b*t*h
Earth, Moon on my muhf**kin' finger and sh*t
Got a cougar lil' b*t*h, she a swinger and sh*t
Take off, skate, don't linger lil' b*t*h
Peanut, face, I'm feelin' lil' frisk'
I cut through, I'm threadin' the needle and sh*t
I'm tryna make hits like The Beatles lil' b*t*h
Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me
I had your main b*t*h undressin' me, ayy
I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em
They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy"
Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt
Rock 'em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pu**y ass [?] successfully, ayy
Okay, beat his ass, that's necessity, ayy
When I'm up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy
'Cause grouchy ass n***as, ain't testin' me, ayy
Thought I told you I didn't have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?)
Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back
Kick him out f**kin' therapy, ayy
When I pull up in that black, who the f**k is that?
With that f**kin' dexterity, ayy
n***a, Outlaw got that gas
Run the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah and this DC
Y'already know that
What
Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me
I had your main b*t*h undressin' me, ayy
I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em
They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy"
Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt
Rock 'em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pu**y ass [?] successfully, ayy
Okay, beat his ass, that's necessity, ayy
When I'm up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy
'Cause grouchy ass n***as, ain't testin' me, ayy
Thought I told you I didn't have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?)
Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back
Kick him out f**kin' therapy, ayy
When I pull up in that black, who the f**k is that?
With that f**kin' dexterity, ayy
I see 'em, I see 'em, got clarity, ayy
Knock his ass outta therapy, ayy
Are you boostin' him up? [?], ayy
All this fruit got him runnin' the charity, ayy
He don't got no longevity, ayy
Doot-doot-doot-doot, comin' in heavily, ayy
And this sound load again, leave a legacy, ayy
How you love me and hate me? That's jealousy, ayy
I could see enemy, point 'em out, yeah, him especially, ayy (I got him)
Ooh, n***a, I can't wait to b*t*h your ass
He gon' get the best of me, ayy
Left, right, uppercut, fatality, that's my f**kin' specialty, ayy
Look at your swollen eyes, ben like n***a just popped some ecstasy, ayy
Okay, I cut him, I did that sh*t medically, ayy, yeah (Damn)
We in the South like the f**kin' Confederacy
You n***as really ain't got no integrity
I know you b*t*h really wanna have sex with me, ayy (Damn, what, what, what)
You on her phone beggin' her for some sh*t
DC on my d**k tellin' me that he missin' me
Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me
I had your main b*t*h undressin' me, ayy
I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em
They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy"
Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt
Rock 'em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pu**y ass [?] successfully, ayy
I been that n***a since I was a jit
Like that lil' n***a, like he was a bit'
He sendin' shots, I bet that he miss
Baby, he mad, I know that he p*ssed
Lil' bitty b*t*h, stay the f**k off my d**k
You got corona, I know that you sick
I'm not a kid, I don't want no tricks
I'm in my bag, I can't take no pics, yeah
Big ass chopper and it's fast with the long grip
She gon' keep askin' for the cash if the song hit
I like it fast, so I do the dome flip
My b*t*h tell slides, I'm f**kin' my homegirl
That's some young n***a sh*t, that's some young n***a sh*t
YNW, feel my young n***a jit
LV artillery on my neck
It could hold a ray gun and a flamer and sh*t
Stop callin' me, I'm a gamer, lil' b*t*h
Cali born in this b*t*h, I'm a singer, lil' b*t*h
Earth, Moon on my muhf**kin' finger and sh*t
Got a cougar lil' b*t*h, she a swinger and sh*t
Take off, skate, don't linger lil' b*t*h
Peanut, face, I'm feelin' lil' frisk'
I cut through, I'm threadin' the needle and sh*t
I'm tryna make hits like The Beatles lil' b*t*h
Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me
I had your main b*t*h undressin' me, ayy
I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em
They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy"
Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt
Rock 'em like accessory, ayy
Big bad colonel, put him in the grave
Let his pu**y ass [?] successfully, ayy
Okay, beat his ass, that's necessity, ayy
When I'm up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy
'Cause grouchy ass n***as, ain't testin' me, ayy
Thought I told you I didn't have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?)
Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back
Kick him out f**kin' therapy, ayy
When I pull up in that black, who the f**k is that?
With that f**kin' dexterity, ayy
n***a, Outlaw got that gas
