CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : 2x Times
(Ayo, Brick Brick)
Don't trip 'cause we got all this mula-mula
And this sh*t in my blood like the whoosah
I don't f**k with y'all n***as, y'all blew-mind
Need that AMG coupe for a smooth ride
G-40 on me with a blue light
Like Fredo, I'm f**kin' her two times
Finna link with my shooter at midnight
F**k his ho, now he mad 'cause I hit right
Sippin' drank too fast, now it's night-night
Had a lil' bit of Henny, now it's fight night
Then we shot his a** up, now he tie-dye
Smoke exotic weed, it got my mind right
Got a thot and she givin' me mind, right
I'ma f**k on that b*t*h when the tone ring
But I ain't tryna be up in her highlights
Told the b*t*h be free, it's now my life
I won't beef, he get cut like some Five Guys
Finna f**k a lil' b*t*h from opps side
Ain't tapped in? Know that I'm mob-tied
Always that n***a wh?n I'm outside
I know y'all n***as like d**k-riding
Got the ho from your h?ad, 'cause her lips red
They want my swag they been tryin'
Put on for your team, stop bench riding
Call me Chef Boyar-P, I'ma keep fryin'
We gon' straighten 'em up like a T-line
She Latina, I know by her V-line
Don't trip 'cause we got all this mula-mula
And this sh*t in my blood like the whoosah
I don't f**k with y'all n***as, y'all blew-mind
Need that AMG coupe for a smooth ride
G-40 on me with a blue light
Like Fredo, I'm f**kin' her two times
Finna link with my shooter at midnight
F**k his ho, now he mad 'cause I hit right
Sippin' drank too fast, now it's night-night
Had a lil' bit of Henny, now it's fight night
Then we shot his a** up, now he tie-dye
Smoke exotic weed, it got my mind right
Got a thot and she givin' me mind, right
I'ma f**k on that b*t*h when the tone ring
But I ain't tryna be up in her highlights
Told the b*t*h be free, it's now my life
I won't beef, he get cut like some Five Guys
Finna f**k a lil' b*t*h from opps side
Ain't tapped in? Know that I'm mob-tied
Always that n***a when I'm outside
I know y'all n***as like d**k-riding
Got the ho from your head, 'cause her lips red
They want my swag they been tryin'
Put on for your team, stop bench riding
Call me Chef Boyar-P, I'ma keep fryin'
We gon' straighten 'em up like a T-line
She Latina, I know by her V-line
Don't trip 'cause we got all this mula-mula
And this sh*t in my blood like the whoosah
I don't f**k with y'all n***as, y'all blew-mind
Need that AMG coupe for a smooth ride
G-40 on me with a blue light
Like Fredo, I'm f**kin' her two times
Finna link with my shooter at midnight
F**k his ho, now he mad 'cause I hit right
Sippin' drank too fast, now it's night-night
Had a lil' bit of Henny, now it's fight night
Then we shot his a** up, now he tie-dye
Smoke exotic weed, it got my mind right
Got a thot and she givin' me mind, right
I'ma f**k on that b*t*h when the tone ring
But I ain't tryna be up in her highlights
Told the b*t*h be free, it's now my life
I won't beef, he get cut like some Five Guys
Finna f**k a lil' b*t*h from opps side
Ain't tapped in? Know that I'm mob-tied
Always that n***a wh?n I'm outside
I know y'all n***as like d**k-riding
Got the ho from your h?ad, 'cause her lips red
They want my swag they been tryin'
Put on for your team, stop bench riding
Call me Chef Boyar-P, I'ma keep fryin'
We gon' straighten 'em up like a T-line
She Latina, I know by her V-line
Don't trip 'cause we got all this mula-mula
And this sh*t in my blood like the whoosah
I don't f**k with y'all n***as, y'all blew-mind
Need that AMG coupe for a smooth ride
G-40 on me with a blue light
Like Fredo, I'm f**kin' her two times
Finna link with my shooter at midnight
F**k his ho, now he mad 'cause I hit right
Sippin' drank too fast, now it's night-night
Had a lil' bit of Henny, now it's fight night
Then we shot his a** up, now he tie-dye
Smoke exotic weed, it got my mind right
Got a thot and she givin' me mind, right
I'ma f**k on that b*t*h when the tone ring
But I ain't tryna be up in her highlights
Told the b*t*h be free, it's now my life
I won't beef, he get cut like some Five Guys
Finna f**k a lil' b*t*h from opps side
Ain't tapped in? Know that I'm mob-tied
Always that n***a when I'm outside
I know y'all n***as like d**k-riding
Got the ho from your head, 'cause her lips red
They want my swag they been tryin'
Put on for your team, stop bench riding
Call me Chef Boyar-P, I'ma keep fryin'
We gon' straighten 'em up like a T-line
She Latina, I know by her V-line
