CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Elon
I don't waste no time on a peon
The doors on the car go up
I just got this sh*t from Elon
I'm rockin' Chanel, lil' b*t*h
I ride with the glick, it stay on my hip
I'm makin' more cash than you and your clique
I'm f**kin' your b*t*h and your side ho
That boy got slimed, wipe his nose
Five K for a verse, I don't do no show
I have my n***as gon' shoot up your party
They leaked my whole tape, I feel like I'm Carti
I go to the moon, I get off the Oxys
I get to the bag, you need you a hobby
Wanna hang with the gang? Go catch you a body
He got caught by 12, he turned to T-Pain
She lovin' my voice, she want me to sing
We got them sticks and we let 'em bang
They wanna kick it like Liu Kang
New Off-Whites ain't got no shoestring
Throwin' up [?] but I don't gang bang
I'm on the South, you know what I'm 'bout
Your n***a, he broke, pointing him out
We smokin' on cookies like girl scouts
Pull up your pants and give me some mouth
I don't know that n***a, I cannot vouch (Cannot vouch)
I don't waste no time on a peon
The doors on the car go up
I just got this sh*t from Elon
I'm rockin' Chanel, lil' b*t*h
I ride with the glick, it stay on my hip
I'm makin' more cash than you and your clique
I'm f**kin' your b*t*h and your side ho
That boy got slimed, wipe his nose
Five K for a verse, I don't do no show
Walk in the spot, b*t*h, I'm flooded with drip
These are not Converse, n***a, these Ricks
Every song that I drop is a hit
Dun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun, that's that sh*t
Chrome Hearts, f**k you in my fit (F**k)
Lame style, she don't like that sh*t
F**k a stylist, I put on that sh*t
Triple S, them sh*ts too big
And she like when I'm poppin' my sh*t
Peter Piper, b*t*h, I'm pipin' my sh*t
And her boyfriend don't like me and sh*t
He wanna talk all that sh*t
Stick talk, straight to that sh*t
victory dance
N***as be watchin' my life on demand
I don't care about that Instagram sh*t
N***as look rich but really be broke
Green beam on him, the Glock on go
They ain't even know about [?]
The doors on the car go up
I just got this sh*t from Elon
I'm rockin' Chanel, lil' b*t*h
I ride with the glick, it stay on my hip
I'm makin' more cash than you and your clique
I'm f**kin' your b*t*h and your side ho
That boy got slimed, wipe his nose
Five K for a verse, I don't do no show
I have my n***as gon' shoot up your party
They leaked my whole tape, I feel like I'm Carti
I go to the moon, I get off the Oxys
I get to the bag, you need you a hobby
Wanna hang with the gang? Go catch you a body
He got caught by 12, he turned to T-Pain
She lovin' my voice, she want me to sing
We got them sticks and we let 'em bang
They wanna kick it like Liu Kang
New Off-Whites ain't got no shoestring
Throwin' up [?] but I don't gang bang
I'm on the South, you know what I'm 'bout
Your n***a, he broke, pointing him out
We smokin' on cookies like girl scouts
Pull up your pants and give me some mouth
I don't know that n***a, I cannot vouch (Cannot vouch)
I don't waste no time on a peon
The doors on the car go up
I just got this sh*t from Elon
I'm rockin' Chanel, lil' b*t*h
I ride with the glick, it stay on my hip
I'm makin' more cash than you and your clique
I'm f**kin' your b*t*h and your side ho
That boy got slimed, wipe his nose
Five K for a verse, I don't do no show
Walk in the spot, b*t*h, I'm flooded with drip
These are not Converse, n***a, these Ricks
Every song that I drop is a hit
Dun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun, that's that sh*t
Chrome Hearts, f**k you in my fit (F**k)
Lame style, she don't like that sh*t
F**k a stylist, I put on that sh*t
Triple S, them sh*ts too big
And she like when I'm poppin' my sh*t
Peter Piper, b*t*h, I'm pipin' my sh*t
And her boyfriend don't like me and sh*t
He wanna talk all that sh*t
Stick talk, straight to that sh*t
victory dance
N***as be watchin' my life on demand
I don't care about that Instagram sh*t
N***as look rich but really be broke
Green beam on him, the Glock on go
They ain't even know about [?]
