CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : TOD freestyle
Intro:
Chopsticks spin like a whirlwind
Binehauna chopsticks,eat with your girlfriend
f**k her one time,I cannot be your boyfriend
Rock out the show get the backend
Come shop,n***a the pack in (yeah)
Walk inside magic,I don't get a lap dance
Quick on my feet like a tap dance
Pull up on block like I'm batman
(nah, i can real life rap on any n***a beat though.Old n***a,young n***a.All that sh*t)
Yeah,dior Jeans and they filled up with racks
She suck on my d**k and I gave her a tic tac
f**k her one time,and I told her to bag back
Ride in a foregin,its matt black
Off of the drank,I be laid back
Slide on us,we gon' slide back
No bumbs on my face cause my b*t*h give me facemask
Get to the money,the number one task
I walk in the bank in I laugh(hahah)
She suck d**k all day,yeah look at her calfs
Got a perc 30,but I broke it in half
Money got long like a f**kin' giraffe
She gave me long neck like a f**king giraffe
3 bands for the jacket,that's RAF
Verse 1:
Get on the beat and I dab
Came a long way just had to work on my craft
Wanna f**k this b*t*h inside like im[?]
Ballin' on n***as like the NBA draft
Im to clean b*t*h,like a mof**kin bath
Count up the guap ,like im good at math
Back then ,I was f**ked up,Now im on a straight path
Run up the sack with no shoulder pads
Since I was a youngin',I knew I would be the man
Fill up my cup when im sippin on 'kickstand'
These n***as gon sink quick,just like some quicksand
Don't fear no one got a gun in my pants(Boaw)
She suck on my d**k without using her hands
2016,I had to juug for like 20 bands
I'm with the same gang,no new friends
I count up the guap till the world ends
Outro:
Chopsticks spin like a whirlwind
Binehauna chopsticks,eat with your girlfriend
f**k her one time,I cannot be your boyfriend(uh-uh)
Rock out the show get the backend
Come shop,n***a the pack in (yeah)
Walk inside magic,I don't get a lap dance
Quick on my feet like a tap dance
Pull up on block like I'm batman(skrrtt)
Sippin on drank,now I feel like a fat man
She get on my nerves,that b*t*h might get a back hand
That sh*t that you smoking belong in the trash can
Bussin a draco,you gon need a casket(brr)
My money was little now look at the way it expand
A Glock with a 30 b*t*h,sh*t don't jam
Gotta watch how I walk,cause my shoes cost a couple grand
Big backwood,imma roll up like 4 grams
Chopsticks spin like a whirlwind
Binehauna chopsticks,eat with your girlfriend
f**k her one time,I cannot be your boyfriend
Rock out the show get the backend
Come shop,n***a the pack in (yeah)
Walk inside magic,I don't get a lap dance
Quick on my feet like a tap dance
Pull up on block like I'm batman
(nah, i can real life rap on any n***a beat though.Old n***a,young n***a.All that sh*t)
Yeah,dior Jeans and they filled up with racks
She suck on my d**k and I gave her a tic tac
f**k her one time,and I told her to bag back
Ride in a foregin,its matt black
Off of the drank,I be laid back
Slide on us,we gon' slide back
No bumbs on my face cause my b*t*h give me facemask
Get to the money,the number one task
I walk in the bank in I laugh(hahah)
She suck d**k all day,yeah look at her calfs
Got a perc 30,but I broke it in half
Money got long like a f**kin' giraffe
She gave me long neck like a f**king giraffe
3 bands for the jacket,that's RAF
Verse 1:
Get on the beat and I dab
Came a long way just had to work on my craft
Wanna f**k this b*t*h inside like im[?]
Ballin' on n***as like the NBA draft
Im to clean b*t*h,like a mof**kin bath
Count up the guap ,like im good at math
Back then ,I was f**ked up,Now im on a straight path
Run up the sack with no shoulder pads
Since I was a youngin',I knew I would be the man
Fill up my cup when im sippin on 'kickstand'
These n***as gon sink quick,just like some quicksand
Don't fear no one got a gun in my pants(Boaw)
She suck on my d**k without using her hands
2016,I had to juug for like 20 bands
I'm with the same gang,no new friends
I count up the guap till the world ends
Outro:
Chopsticks spin like a whirlwind
Binehauna chopsticks,eat with your girlfriend
f**k her one time,I cannot be your boyfriend(uh-uh)
Rock out the show get the backend
Come shop,n***a the pack in (yeah)
Walk inside magic,I don't get a lap dance
Quick on my feet like a tap dance
Pull up on block like I'm batman(skrrtt)
Sippin on drank,now I feel like a fat man
She get on my nerves,that b*t*h might get a back hand
That sh*t that you smoking belong in the trash can
Bussin a draco,you gon need a casket(brr)
My money was little now look at the way it expand
A Glock with a 30 b*t*h,sh*t don't jam
Gotta watch how I walk,cause my shoes cost a couple grand
Big backwood,imma roll up like 4 grams
