CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Above Everybody

Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep f**kin' on broke dudes
I don't like your att**ude
She don't like mine either
Just flexed 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF

Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep f**kin' on broke dudes
I don't like your att**ude
She don't like minе either
Just flexеd 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF
Pull up in a 'rari, not a 'vette, damn
My b*t*h not a dime, she a quarter, damn
Got hoes lining up, they in order, damn
Foreign b*t*h, f**k at the border
Yea, she wanna' hop on d**k like she ain't got no hands
Damn, she tryna' f**k the gang like she ain't got no friends
Yeah, woah
In love with the money, I spend, damn
I'm in the trap wit' the vamps
Damn, double up my cup, I'm with the gang, know we be sippin'
'550, got stars in the ceiling
She singing at church, on Sunday we sinning
She want it all, she a hoarder
I'm clutching like it's the fourth quarter
I been balling so long, overtime
Feel like Tony Hawk, I'm on my grind
Hit me when you land, you been on my mind
You f**kin' two 5s, don't wake up my my guys
See me going up, now they wanna' climb
Broke a** n***a, your card declined
All of these drugs, I'm stuck in the sky
She gettin' wet because of my rhymes

Damn, you know I'm above everybody that's around you
You could keep f**kin' on broke dudes
I don't like your att**ude
She don't like mine either
Just flexed 10,000 dollars just to let you know, life goes on
I'm tryna' get in that thong
She keep begging to send her a song
Yea, she want some ecstasy
Molly her caffeine, damn
Money my energy
That money my BFF
Pull up in a 'rari, not a 'vette, damn
My b*t*h not a dime, she a quarter, damn
Got hoes lining up, they in order, damn
Foreign b*t*h, f**k at the border
Yea, she wanna' hop on d**k like she ain't got no hands
Damn, she tryna' f**k the gang like she ain't got no friends