CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Walk Thru
My youngin' spinnin' sh*t, he made your shooter tell (yeah)
A hundred P's up in the spot, yeah I'm movin' well (for real)
You say you had the ups on me, but how your shooter fail (how)
I heard y'all gettin' caught with all y'all packs, y'all movin' loose as hell (stupid)
You need a feature, Cashapp or we can do the Zelle (send it)
I ain't got no time to make no song right now, I'm movin' pale (I'm trappin')
B*t*h I don't even want no head, because yo coochie smell (stinkin')
5.7 feel just like a hammer, how that Ruger nail (blat)
I hit up Johnny for the emeralds, paid in all blues (for real)
Glock just like a club, with that AR did a walk thru
I ain't gonna lie, bae you fine but can you please watch who you talk to (watch it)
And I call my junkie's puppies, how I serve 'em all this dog food (look here)
Look at this Benz, I can't believe I spent one-fifty on this small coupe (yeah)
These n***as think this sh*ts a game, 'til I send Boogie Man the drop too (ha)
You're not a trapper, not a shooter and I heard you talk to cops too
I'm finna inna go pull out two-fifty, while these n***as flexin' small loot
We done shot him, we done shot them and I done shot you (boy)
These n***as say that they be spinnin' 'til they dizzy, that is not true
Y'all got hit up and then y'all went and made a song, that is not cool
I'm on that lean, sometimes I get a little mean but I am not rude (nah)
I'm in Lamborghini Urus with your b*t*h finna get topped off
We talkin pape, eatin lobster with the steak, me and the mob boss
Aye baby you ain't talkin cheddar, I don't care on what you talk 'bout
And me and Walk, we spendin' racks up in the jeweler till we walk out
A n***a play he getting crossed out, send him to his maker
Deep on the net, oh you already dead, send that boy a prayer (yeah)
Your b*t*h had hit me sayin' she lovin' how I'm livin', I'm a player (Peso)
That sh*t get scary when I'm masked up in all black just like the raiders (Peso)
You see my neck, I spent a check yeah, look at all these layers (What else?)
He put a (k-bump?) for these thotiana's, call that boy the savior
That b*t*h a demon eatin' semen, when she take shots without a chaser
I see a op I tag him up, right when I spot him with a laser (blat)
A hundred P's up in the spot, yeah I'm movin' well (for real)
You say you had the ups on me, but how your shooter fail (how)
I heard y'all gettin' caught with all y'all packs, y'all movin' loose as hell (stupid)
You need a feature, Cashapp or we can do the Zelle (send it)
I ain't got no time to make no song right now, I'm movin' pale (I'm trappin')
B*t*h I don't even want no head, because yo coochie smell (stinkin')
5.7 feel just like a hammer, how that Ruger nail (blat)
I hit up Johnny for the emeralds, paid in all blues (for real)
Glock just like a club, with that AR did a walk thru
I ain't gonna lie, bae you fine but can you please watch who you talk to (watch it)
And I call my junkie's puppies, how I serve 'em all this dog food (look here)
Look at this Benz, I can't believe I spent one-fifty on this small coupe (yeah)
These n***as think this sh*ts a game, 'til I send Boogie Man the drop too (ha)
You're not a trapper, not a shooter and I heard you talk to cops too
I'm finna inna go pull out two-fifty, while these n***as flexin' small loot
We done shot him, we done shot them and I done shot you (boy)
These n***as say that they be spinnin' 'til they dizzy, that is not true
Y'all got hit up and then y'all went and made a song, that is not cool
I'm on that lean, sometimes I get a little mean but I am not rude (nah)
I'm in Lamborghini Urus with your b*t*h finna get topped off
We talkin pape, eatin lobster with the steak, me and the mob boss
Aye baby you ain't talkin cheddar, I don't care on what you talk 'bout
And me and Walk, we spendin' racks up in the jeweler till we walk out
A n***a play he getting crossed out, send him to his maker
Deep on the net, oh you already dead, send that boy a prayer (yeah)
Your b*t*h had hit me sayin' she lovin' how I'm livin', I'm a player (Peso)
That sh*t get scary when I'm masked up in all black just like the raiders (Peso)
You see my neck, I spent a check yeah, look at all these layers (What else?)
He put a (k-bump?) for these thotiana's, call that boy the savior
That b*t*h a demon eatin' semen, when she take shots without a chaser
I see a op I tag him up, right when I spot him with a laser (blat)
