CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Yah Yah Pt. 2

God damn you so thick
Aye lil mama she a brick, Yah Yah
That ain't sh*t gotta put shawty on my list, Yah Yah
And this sh*t hit got Patek on my wrist, Yah Yah
And this legit I ain't trippin' off f**kin' clicks, Yah Yah
She the sh*t, Yah Yah
Shawty way too sick
Aye no more eyeing sh*ts
That's my dying wish, Aye
Quantum physics woah and I'm a mad scientist

Trap out, trap out, running up the dairy
Fast route, fast route, why you looking scary
and I don't go, that sh*t must be known
Why the f**k you hesitating this the life we chose
Radical I think my sh*t made out of gold
And I said, [?] and we gon' move another load
And I said, lets go buy a boat, lets go coast to coast, Aye
You brought too much baggage how the f**k we suppose to float
Aye, shawty you know I'm hella messy
She know I gotta slow down, that why you never let me-