CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Siri
Mike WiLL Made-It!
Ear Drummas
I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust these b*t*hes
Haters praying for my downfall, at least they're religious
People in Hell, they want rainfall, your b*t*h just want these digits
I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my ass a visit
We put both iPhones on silent, both iPhones on silent
I only answer for my n***as, careful with that dialogue
Man, my house ain't got no house phone
My flip phone is a chip phone
Got a prepaid and that b*t*h on
But still, I use my b*t*h phone
'Cause I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust my SIM card
I got Siri talkin' dirty to me, tryna make my d**k hard
I got Tunechi on my ringtone, my childrеn on my home screen
I choke you with the phonе charger
Sold more crack than my phone screen, let's go
Third floor, mask on, bare feet, n***a
100K a week, that's a bad week, n***a
I can sell dogs to a cat freak, n***a
Sell monkey bars to a chimpanzee, n***a
But you never know what you never know
n***a sell you coke and it wasn't coke
Hang 'em off the building and let 'em go
That's how you make a statement that they should quote
I seen that around the corner
And I lived right by the corner store
I'm a hot boy, I'll burn your hand
I'm in real life untouchable
I run the show, I run the show
Sell anything but my soul
And I'm prayin' that the only cuffs
That touch my wrist come with button holes, for real
Smokin' on the good
Killin' these hoes like Blair Underwood
Rest in peace to my daddy Rabbit, I swear to his lucky foot
Ever since he died of jealousy, I've been looking for a cure
You see, my daddy had that work, now they watch his son get to it
And just like he ran them streets, I run with bulls
If n***as buyin' out the [?] numbers to 'em
Numbers [?] to 'em
You need, just call my ho, I gave her phone number to 'em
'Cause you know
Ear Drummas
I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust these b*t*hes
Haters praying for my downfall, at least they're religious
People in Hell, they want rainfall, your b*t*h just want these digits
I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my ass a visit
We put both iPhones on silent, both iPhones on silent
I only answer for my n***as, careful with that dialogue
Man, my house ain't got no house phone
My flip phone is a chip phone
Got a prepaid and that b*t*h on
But still, I use my b*t*h phone
'Cause I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust my SIM card
I got Siri talkin' dirty to me, tryna make my d**k hard
I got Tunechi on my ringtone, my childrеn on my home screen
I choke you with the phonе charger
Sold more crack than my phone screen, let's go
Third floor, mask on, bare feet, n***a
100K a week, that's a bad week, n***a
I can sell dogs to a cat freak, n***a
Sell monkey bars to a chimpanzee, n***a
But you never know what you never know
n***a sell you coke and it wasn't coke
Hang 'em off the building and let 'em go
That's how you make a statement that they should quote
I seen that around the corner
And I lived right by the corner store
I'm a hot boy, I'll burn your hand
I'm in real life untouchable
I run the show, I run the show
Sell anything but my soul
And I'm prayin' that the only cuffs
That touch my wrist come with button holes, for real
Smokin' on the good
Killin' these hoes like Blair Underwood
Rest in peace to my daddy Rabbit, I swear to his lucky foot
Ever since he died of jealousy, I've been looking for a cure
You see, my daddy had that work, now they watch his son get to it
And just like he ran them streets, I run with bulls
If n***as buyin' out the [?] numbers to 'em
Numbers [?] to 'em
You need, just call my ho, I gave her phone number to 'em
'Cause you know
