CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Hoarder
(Part I: Hoarder)
I dropped 6 in my big cup, big blunts
Where you been? sleep in my b*t*h bruh
Yeah, I drop 4 on my sister, which one?
P.T get out, pay your rent uh
Yeah, you know we too cold
You know we just snowed the level
I’ll go out frozen rebels
Still a young chosen n***a, for real
Ain’t did no crime but got them flow to kill ‘em, for real
And I can’t smell but I been floating in ‘em, for real
Strap by my bedside, these b*t*hes not finna rob me
These n***as ain’t finna blindside me
4 in the morning, no timeouts
These n***as was lost more than my ‘mote control was
Look who you was before us
I’m thinking ‘bout popping a groove in, no timeouts
(Part II: Dope)
Are you even alive?
You recording?
We was inspired from the go
Rose from the fleet
Snore from the cabbage
My granny made this morning
I hoard for the pleasure
Door to the desert
Cheers to your diet
And everybody smoking with your friends-is
When yo sack ain’t booming
They prolly f**king yo suspension
Snapback was all that, Wiz carry yo kids
Weed, hoes and pronto she follow the digits
Like we did it on the surface though
Cause we ain’t frontin on the bullsh*t we workin for
I can’t even pinpoint it but it look perfect though
I can’t even pinpoint it but it look perfect though
It’s worth a Benz don’t it? like with that earthy tone
How could I leave you?
When you the only thing I mean to
I can’t stashing with no addict and flirting with yo mama
Cause she looking like my twin sometimes
We was inspired from the go
Rose from the fleet
Snore from the cabbage
My granny made this morning
I hoard for the pleasure
Door to the desert
Cheers to your diet
And everybody smoking with your friends-is
I dropped 6 in my big cup, big blunts
Where you been? sleep in my b*t*h bruh
Yeah, I drop 4 on my sister, which one?
P.T get out, pay your rent uh
Yeah, you know we too cold
You know we just snowed the level
I’ll go out frozen rebels
Still a young chosen n***a, for real
Ain’t did no crime but got them flow to kill ‘em, for real
And I can’t smell but I been floating in ‘em, for real
Strap by my bedside, these b*t*hes not finna rob me
These n***as ain’t finna blindside me
4 in the morning, no timeouts
These n***as was lost more than my ‘mote control was
Look who you was before us
I’m thinking ‘bout popping a groove in, no timeouts
(Part II: Dope)
Are you even alive?
You recording?
We was inspired from the go
Rose from the fleet
Snore from the cabbage
My granny made this morning
I hoard for the pleasure
Door to the desert
Cheers to your diet
And everybody smoking with your friends-is
When yo sack ain’t booming
They prolly f**king yo suspension
Snapback was all that, Wiz carry yo kids
Weed, hoes and pronto she follow the digits
Like we did it on the surface though
Cause we ain’t frontin on the bullsh*t we workin for
I can’t even pinpoint it but it look perfect though
I can’t even pinpoint it but it look perfect though
It’s worth a Benz don’t it? like with that earthy tone
How could I leave you?
When you the only thing I mean to
I can’t stashing with no addict and flirting with yo mama
Cause she looking like my twin sometimes
We was inspired from the go
Rose from the fleet
Snore from the cabbage
My granny made this morning
I hoard for the pleasure
Door to the desert
Cheers to your diet
And everybody smoking with your friends-is
