CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : No Issue (Solo Version)

Make her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue
I get high, high, high, and have no issue
VVS on me, no igloo
You say you fly, but we been flew
Ahh, ahh, ah

I told that b*t*h it ain't no way around it like Future
Come to find out, yesterday she was f**kin’ on Future
Stripper b*t*hes callin' on my phone
They wanna know when I'll show up to the club
'Cause I throw hunnids in that b*t*h, ain't throwin' dubs
Spend a check, oh, money love
Designer clothes, designer hoes, designer drugs
50 K for the Birkin bag, did it just because
I'm in Chicago where they drill, drill, drill, drill
No Limit gang with me, yeah they real, real, real, real
FBG up in here, Future real, real, real, real
Perky pop, love the pills, mix it with Klonopins

She wanna kick it, she know judo
I cannot save her, I’m not a hero
Bank account commas and zeros
Gucci, Amiri, my apparel
Keep a pistol, let it hit ya, I'm official
f**k that b*t*h
I will not kiss her, I won't miss her