CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : ​Tune & Trina

I was questioning myself like I should never do
Now I got it, hm
Ayy, ayy

Ayy, I used to drop songs and hope Ill Roots post it
Know that ho sick, I'm over it
A million dollars closer, I can't give a hug because the world up on my shoulder
She sneakier than Snowden and jealous of the codeine
I can't even lie I got that sh*t up in my soda, I'm higher than I'm 'posed to
Rappin' on the six that CTA sh*t turnin' global
I count it like I'm 'posed to
Nodding off in public I embarra**ed her in Nobu
Never got enough
Really kinda smooth guy and I'm from the rough
It could be a smooth ride, still saddle up
Street racin' technology and nothing in the trunk, never got enough
Don't play that sh*t with me, it could be the truth you still don't say that sh*t with me
Ain't no humans outer space, I'ma make her a believer
Hardy boy and Lita, lil' Tunechi and Trina
Never got enough, never got enough, hm-hm
Never got enough