CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Fullys for Bullies
sh*t, look at all the jewelry
I ain't finna play with no n***a I got hundred fifty thousand on my neck right now
I ain’t playin' with no n***a thinkin' he need [?] bro
Duse make it slap [?]
I had a altercation with a bully, had to flatline him
I was only out nine days, they got me back violent
Had to quarterback a couple, chill, b*t*h, I’m Matt Ryan (Ron-Ron, do that sh*t)
Had to go do a couple in jail, it was bad timing
We heard your diamonds got a slight imperfection
To you it's cool but my posse won't accept it
Hold up two letters, call me Mr. Lethal Weapon
Walkin' in Christians, I'm a cup away from Heaven
If you been where I been, you'd be traumatized
We can kick it, we can groove, but you not my wife
Why you carryin' a gun? I been shot at twice
You know Tuesdays and Thursdays it's hot outside
You gon’ die, I’ma livе, it ain't rocket science
I put a twеnty in the D’USSÉ to stop from cryin'
Everybody tough as hell 'til shots get fired
You should look up at the news, your mom's cryin’
Yeah, we got fullys for bullies, chops for opps
Thots on thots, we got knots on knots
We keep fullys for bullies, chops for opps
Thots on thots, we got knots on knots
We keep fullys for bullies, chops for opps
Thots on thots, we got knots on knots
We keep fullys for bullies (Yeah), chops for opps (Okay)
Thots on thots (Boom), we got knots on knots, n***a (Uh)
I ain't finna play with no n***a I got hundred fifty thousand on my neck right now
I ain’t playin' with no n***a thinkin' he need [?] bro
Duse make it slap [?]
I had a altercation with a bully, had to flatline him
I was only out nine days, they got me back violent
Had to quarterback a couple, chill, b*t*h, I’m Matt Ryan (Ron-Ron, do that sh*t)
Had to go do a couple in jail, it was bad timing
We heard your diamonds got a slight imperfection
To you it's cool but my posse won't accept it
Hold up two letters, call me Mr. Lethal Weapon
Walkin' in Christians, I'm a cup away from Heaven
If you been where I been, you'd be traumatized
We can kick it, we can groove, but you not my wife
Why you carryin' a gun? I been shot at twice
You know Tuesdays and Thursdays it's hot outside
You gon’ die, I’ma livе, it ain't rocket science
I put a twеnty in the D’USSÉ to stop from cryin'
Everybody tough as hell 'til shots get fired
You should look up at the news, your mom's cryin’
Yeah, we got fullys for bullies, chops for opps
Thots on thots, we got knots on knots
We keep fullys for bullies, chops for opps
Thots on thots, we got knots on knots
We keep fullys for bullies, chops for opps
Thots on thots, we got knots on knots
We keep fullys for bullies (Yeah), chops for opps (Okay)
Thots on thots (Boom), we got knots on knots, n***a (Uh)
