CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Drip Flow
[Intro]
Uh Uh Uh Uh
Mob Everybody know how I came
Huh yeah everybody know how I came
I gotta get me away I gotta get me away aye
Hey Jordan
[Verse]
These bitches be in my way aye
I’m still stuck in my ways
They ain’t fuck wit’ me back in the day hey
Now everybody ridin’ my wave
I’m consistent and I’m gettin’ paid hey
Can’t nobody stop me from makin’ a way
I gotta heart they won’t take it away
I won’t ever quit I’m paving a way (no I won’t quit nah)
Buss down chains, Mike Amiri jeans on the whole damn gang hey
I did two shows in a day, gotta keep it coming ‘cause niggas eating trays
I’m glad that you showed me yo’ ways
I still can’t believe the bitches I saved
Don’t trust her, she fuckin’ she probably got aids
I’m strappin’ my dick even when I get brain
Broke ass nigga got caught in the rain
His clothes got wet he been wearing for days
Put in that work that’s the first stage
I get it everyday like it’s my motherfuckin’ birthday
I’m still trappin’ that shit on the one way
Whole lot of bitches post me when it’s Monday
Spank a nigga go to church on a Sunday
Load up, go spin, doin’ that all day
Poppin’ percocets and servin’ that fentanyl
I’m the nigga spinnin’ knockin’ yo’ men off
Hit the Desert Eagle knock youngin’ chin off
Run into my man you know I’m gon’ get off
Give or throw the ball then I gotta pick off
Hangin’ out the window knockin’ that stick off
The way she eat the dick she suckin’ my dick off
Just call me the plug I don’t wanna be no big dog
Feds building cases they got em folding
I ain’t payin’ em shit just for sayin’ I owe em
Still livin’ mama even while I’m older
I’m runnin’ it up gotta run that shit up
Buy her a Rolls Royce Truck
You know them loads come in in a tonka truck
Nigga try rob me you know I won’t give it up
I hit the car and come back when I fill it up
Uh uh broke ass nigga can’t sit wit’ us
You ain’t help her enough you should step it up
It ain’t no way a broke nigga gon’ step on us
If you fuckin’ my bitch then I’m makin’ her set you up
Uh I pull the micro out, go wet em up
You out of town wit’ the pounds then mail it up
Double it, triple it, make sure you seal it up
Rap niggas cap and he showin’ a fake pint
Niggas be mad I’m doin’ what they can’t
Ima put in that grind to be wit’ that wraith gang
Money before the fame I ain’t rich gang
Uh I walk in the room they surprised no bitch came
Think she a whore I gotta admit man
You let me down feel like I got betrayed
If I keep on goin’ Ima keep goin up
Put worth before riches, forever be up
In that head I don’t give a fuck but I dress it up
Uh uh mob, can’t go back to me pissin’ in cups
My nephew call, I come in a rush
I’m dishing out coke I’m catchin’ a rush
Smokin’ that strong ain’t smokin’ no fluff
I’m smokin’ so flow bitch this ain’t no fluff
They rock the same designer he lookin’ bust
I’m pourin’ that syrup I’m sippin’ til I’m bust
Had a feeling she was out of pocket and trusted it
I should’ve went back to my old ways only just fuck the bitch
Now I look dumb as fuck that’s what I get tryin’ cuff a bitch (nah uh uh)
I only let the bitch suck the dick I’m tellin’ bitches I’m celibate
I do a show yeah I sneak in the back yeah I gotta bring the cutter in
You know that chopper keep stuttering, yeah I let my brother in
I fuck the bitch let my brother hit
I fuck the bitch let my brother hit (she gotta let migo hit)
Uh Uh Uh Uh
Mob Everybody know how I came
Huh yeah everybody know how I came
I gotta get me away I gotta get me away aye
Hey Jordan
[Verse]
These bitches be in my way aye
I’m still stuck in my ways
They ain’t fuck wit’ me back in the day hey
Now everybody ridin’ my wave
I’m consistent and I’m gettin’ paid hey
Can’t nobody stop me from makin’ a way
I gotta heart they won’t take it away
I won’t ever quit I’m paving a way (no I won’t quit nah)
Buss down chains, Mike Amiri jeans on the whole damn gang hey
I did two shows in a day, gotta keep it coming ‘cause niggas eating trays
I’m glad that you showed me yo’ ways
I still can’t believe the bitches I saved
Don’t trust her, she fuckin’ she probably got aids
I’m strappin’ my dick even when I get brain
Broke ass nigga got caught in the rain
His clothes got wet he been wearing for days
Put in that work that’s the first stage
I get it everyday like it’s my motherfuckin’ birthday
I’m still trappin’ that shit on the one way
Whole lot of bitches post me when it’s Monday
Spank a nigga go to church on a Sunday
Load up, go spin, doin’ that all day
Poppin’ percocets and servin’ that fentanyl
I’m the nigga spinnin’ knockin’ yo’ men off
Hit the Desert Eagle knock youngin’ chin off
Run into my man you know I’m gon’ get off
Give or throw the ball then I gotta pick off
Hangin’ out the window knockin’ that stick off
The way she eat the dick she suckin’ my dick off
Just call me the plug I don’t wanna be no big dog
Feds building cases they got em folding
I ain’t payin’ em shit just for sayin’ I owe em
Still livin’ mama even while I’m older
I’m runnin’ it up gotta run that shit up
Buy her a Rolls Royce Truck
You know them loads come in in a tonka truck
Nigga try rob me you know I won’t give it up
I hit the car and come back when I fill it up
Uh uh broke ass nigga can’t sit wit’ us
You ain’t help her enough you should step it up
It ain’t no way a broke nigga gon’ step on us
If you fuckin’ my bitch then I’m makin’ her set you up
Uh I pull the micro out, go wet em up
You out of town wit’ the pounds then mail it up
Double it, triple it, make sure you seal it up
Rap niggas cap and he showin’ a fake pint
Niggas be mad I’m doin’ what they can’t
Ima put in that grind to be wit’ that wraith gang
Money before the fame I ain’t rich gang
Uh I walk in the room they surprised no bitch came
Think she a whore I gotta admit man
You let me down feel like I got betrayed
If I keep on goin’ Ima keep goin up
Put worth before riches, forever be up
In that head I don’t give a fuck but I dress it up
Uh uh mob, can’t go back to me pissin’ in cups
My nephew call, I come in a rush
I’m dishing out coke I’m catchin’ a rush
Smokin’ that strong ain’t smokin’ no fluff
I’m smokin’ so flow bitch this ain’t no fluff
They rock the same designer he lookin’ bust
I’m pourin’ that syrup I’m sippin’ til I’m bust
Had a feeling she was out of pocket and trusted it
I should’ve went back to my old ways only just fuck the bitch
Now I look dumb as fuck that’s what I get tryin’ cuff a bitch (nah uh uh)
I only let the bitch suck the dick I’m tellin’ bitches I’m celibate
I do a show yeah I sneak in the back yeah I gotta bring the cutter in
You know that chopper keep stuttering, yeah I let my brother in
I fuck the bitch let my brother hit
I fuck the bitch let my brother hit (she gotta let migo hit)
