CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Came From

Sending couches, and taking over bounces my n***a
Cuba with wilder as it get, swear paranas and sh*t
He a lame I took his b*t*h, looking like I flick my wrist
Don't feel like I wanna quit, don't look like I'll ever miss
Hit it once they not my switch, you just want the life I live
I just wrote a [?] smoking weed everyday
Know where I came from, straight from the birds n***a
Reppin my day ones spin it then say some
Hit it don't play none, engine got something in it
Enter my business I gotta run

Uh, as I lack off the yat Vincent Bach send 'em at
At my pack with your b*t*h, give my Jack hit me back
Off the lime, all the time, hit the lime mixed with Jin, off the Henn'
That's my slime, call the ones hit it 9 (Hit it 9)

Count the paper get it now I can do it later
Smoking out the roomies smell it from the elevator (Shut the f**k up)
Want me to beat that pu**y up? I now later
Want me to beat that pu**y up like a drunk major?
Want me to beat that pu**y? Looking so player
Say she ain't a basic b*t*h got a lot of layers
Shorty 5'6 braids with a baby hair's
n***as be chilling at the Raf tryna make it fair