CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : New York*
Ayy, ayy, ayy
How I'm high on drugs in a S 580, I’m still worried 'bout my—uh
Okay, okay, ayy
Ayy, don't respond to no calls, don’t have withdrawals
I buy all the lean I can get
Ain't givin' my all to a ho with flaws
I can't pop Xans', I'll forget
I spent that all, oh well, a n***a want a pint, I gotta make that sh*t right back
Not one ho say that's cap, n***as posted all that money to they name on an app
Ain't nun’ I want out of Saks, I’m really just high and I came with a rack
Too fast for losin' the grip, I’m dodgin' the 'Hawk but scared of the 'Cat
F**k tracks, I’m pullin' on her hair
Sh*t we did, we was broke, I'll never go back
Can't love too hard from afar but the sh*t still there, you just gotta know that
Man, whatever, ayy
Ayy, my mama been calling "I love you," I'm looking for mud
I'm scorin' lean in a scrimmage
He sip for a image, I never would give him a song
On my way out the world
Can't turn to a villain, 'causе I'm the one showing the lovе
I ain't really need it, I guess it's up
I got demons, a few I trust
Going top speed in a big wide truck
"Drinks on me," R.I.P. my cup
Ayy, no bap, ayy, ayy
Ayy, how I'm high on drugs in a S 580, I'm still worried 'bout my—huh
Ayy, ayy
How I'm high on drugs in a S 580, I'm still worried 'bout my—huh
Ayy, don't respond to no calls, don't got withdrawals
I buy all the lean I can get
Ain't givin' my all to a ho with flaws
I can't pop Xans', I forget
I spent that all, oh well, a n***a want a pint, I gotta make that sh*t right back
Hm, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
How I'm high on drugs in a S 580, I’m still worried 'bout my—uh
Okay, okay, ayy
Ayy, don't respond to no calls, don’t have withdrawals
I buy all the lean I can get
Ain't givin' my all to a ho with flaws
I can't pop Xans', I'll forget
I spent that all, oh well, a n***a want a pint, I gotta make that sh*t right back
Not one ho say that's cap, n***as posted all that money to they name on an app
Ain't nun’ I want out of Saks, I’m really just high and I came with a rack
Too fast for losin' the grip, I’m dodgin' the 'Hawk but scared of the 'Cat
F**k tracks, I’m pullin' on her hair
Sh*t we did, we was broke, I'll never go back
Can't love too hard from afar but the sh*t still there, you just gotta know that
Man, whatever, ayy
Ayy, my mama been calling "I love you," I'm looking for mud
I'm scorin' lean in a scrimmage
He sip for a image, I never would give him a song
On my way out the world
Can't turn to a villain, 'causе I'm the one showing the lovе
I ain't really need it, I guess it's up
I got demons, a few I trust
Going top speed in a big wide truck
"Drinks on me," R.I.P. my cup
Ayy, no bap, ayy, ayy
Ayy, how I'm high on drugs in a S 580, I'm still worried 'bout my—huh
Ayy, ayy
How I'm high on drugs in a S 580, I'm still worried 'bout my—huh
Ayy, don't respond to no calls, don't got withdrawals
I buy all the lean I can get
Ain't givin' my all to a ho with flaws
I can't pop Xans', I forget
I spent that all, oh well, a n***a want a pint, I gotta make that sh*t right back
Hm, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
