CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : 2s3at3r​(​keroro)

Smoking on gas and I know that you hear
Bro put a beam on the Glock just to shoot better
One n***a tried to finesse but I'm too clever
Bag full of X's and O's like a love letter
Bad little b*t*h for the streets, bro you knew better
If you knew better then n***a you'd do better
f**k on that blue haired b*t*h, Hatsune Miku
Walk in the mall and start thumbing through blues

Yah (Bih) Ahh (Yah)
Ahh (Ahh)
Ahh (Ahh)
Yah (Ooh)
Yah (Ooh)
Yah, yah, yah
Ahh (Yah)
Ahh

Yuh, she on my d**k 'cause she know I'm a go-getter
I f**k her once and then I let the bros hit her
She suck me up, like vacuum cleaner
She suck me up, yo' b*t*h a Soul Eater
I hit that ho out the park, Derek Jeter
I pour the Hi-Tech inside of a 2-liter
I'm feeling up on yo' b*t*h in a two-seater
I really want that lil' b*t*h but I don't need her
How the f**k you fall in love wit' a broke n***a?
Why the f**k she tell her friends that I go wit' her?
I'm smoking gas to the face but won't smoke wit' her
She post a pic on the 'Gram, had to pose wit' her
Can't f**k wit' these n***as, these n***as is weird
Pillow talking, putting bugs in her ear
I cannot die broke, that's my only fear