CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : AHHH HA (Apple Music Live)

This what I need y'all to do before I even come out
I need y'all to raise y'all phones up
And scream to the top of y'all f**kin' lungs
N***as ain't gon' be sittin' around lookin' bored
This ain't regular, n***a, trenches in the building, let's get it
(You know what it is, right?)
Ayy, this sh*t like videos, you hear me? (Apple Music Live)
Everything I'm sayin', this motherf**ker all props (This sh*t is not real, The Voice is in the building)
Just case the police listening, you know? (OTF)
Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)

Don't respond to sh*t with Von (Yeah)
I'm like, f**k it, you tripping, go get your gun (Gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Gang)
F**k tweeting, we sliding, the feds'll come (Man, what?)
He f**king his b*t*hes, them n***as his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Let's go)

We been slidin' through they blocks and they don't know we have
Buddy a** got shot and we ain't claim it, but I can show his a**
N***as acting like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police a** (Pu**y)
I told Von to leave that b*t*h alone, she post on OnlyFans (Eater)
Catch 'em at apartments they been in 'cause that's our only chance (Brrah)
They don't be outside like you think, they a** be on the 'Gram (On gang)
Old opps f**king with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
That sh*t merched, we been through there, that sh*t like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
My brother DThang just got killed and I been slow since (Gang, gang)
But we got back on they a**, I bet they know this (Brrah)
And, on bro, I'm speaking facts, this ain't no diss (This ain't no diss)
Keep the police out my business, we don't post sh*t (We don't post sh*t)
Trigger happy, I be with Zoo 'nem, we on 46 ('Wop, 'Wop)
They like, "Durk, his a** a singer, he won't smoke sh*t" (Yeah, yeah)
You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah-ha)
Don't respond to sh*t with Von (Yeah)
I'm like, f**k it, you tripping, go get your gun (Gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Gang)
F**k tweeting, we sliding, the feds'll come (Man, what?)
He f**king his b*t*hes, them n***as his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Yeah)

"He talking 'bout me in "P*ssed Me Off"?" And I'm like, "Yes" (Yes)
If you feel some type of way, you better slide and get revenge (Brrah)
He say, "Therapy ain't helping," he just killing for a cleanse (Slide)
She said she ain't really got sh*t, but she so thirsty for a Benz
I just made her suck my d**k and I just nutted on her chin (B*t*h)
I been feeling like Rico, I just f**ked her in my Timbs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
For school, he save no pen, he'd rather carry him a Gen (5)
A 10 (10), FN, Perc' 10, I'm saying, he spinnin'
He need a pill to slide, he off all 'em milligrams, he been a fan (B*t*h)
I seen n***as really killing sh*t, post sh*t on Instagram (Pu**y)
If you doing that, you might as well go to court and say you killed the man
I don't claim n***as who be with opps, I try to reel 'em in (Grrah)
The trenches like a sport, you grab that ball and turn to killer, man (Pu**y)
Switches on me, all faceshots, we change your dental plans (Brrah)
All fast cars, we make it skrrt, we don't do rental vans (Why?)
I can have your homie set you up, his a** a middleman (Ah-ha)
Don't respond to sh*t with Von (Yeah)
I'm like, f**k it, you tripping, go get your gun (Gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Gang)
F**k tweeting, we sliding, the feds'll come (Man, what?)
He f**king his b*t*hes, them n***as his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Ah)