CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Countertops
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
I never once wrote a statement (Nah)
Pull out the Rolls, Wraith-y
On the real, pourin' up hard drugs (Hard, hard)
Make them lil' n***as erase you
Don't think you too smart for your own good (What?)
b*t*h, it ain't hard to replace you (Word)
P put me on H Lorenzo (Okay)
Now I'm in there every day dude
Granite countertops holdin' chops (Chops), I like to showcase 'em
Semi-automatic weapons for opps (Opps), even tote 'em on probation
f**k clubbin', them hoes comin' to us (Us)
I just sent 'em the location
f**k thеm pussies, man, them n***as is hidin'
I ain't got time to chasе 'em
Shoot up his spot, it's a ceremony (It is)
You can smell the Goyard leather on me (Nice)
In the gamblin' house with the Tenderoni (Woo)
Bought a new SIM card, now I trap off it (Woo)
Big four ol' winters, back off (Back off)
On the run with your birdy, track hawkin' (Skrrt)
Bathing the apes, Sasquatch
Middle finger to the sheriff and the marshal
On the bread puttin' syrup in the bottle
And the scallop shrimp curled in the pasta
He was p*ssed, I had his girl in my roster
Range Rover autobiography
I'm out of baggies, put it in a napkin (Okay)
Hit him from the car, he was lacking
Send him up to God pre-packaged
Fifty in the glitty, we active
I never once wrote a statement (Nah)
Pull out the Rolls, Wraith-y
On the real, pourin' up hard drugs (Hard, hard)
Make them lil' n***as erase you
Don't think you too smart for your own good (What?)
b*t*h, it ain't hard to replace you (Word)
P put me on H Lorenzo (Okay)
Now I'm in there every day dude
Granite countertops holdin' chops (Chops), I like to showcase 'em
Semi-automatic weapons for opps (Opps), even tote 'em on probation
f**k clubbin', them hoes comin' to us (Us)
I just sent 'em the location
f**k thеm pussies, man, them n***as is hidin'
I ain't got time to chasе 'em
Shoot up his spot, it's a ceremony (It is)
You can smell the Goyard leather on me (Nice)
In the gamblin' house with the Tenderoni (Woo)
Bought a new SIM card, now I trap off it (Woo)
Big four ol' winters, back off (Back off)
On the run with your birdy, track hawkin' (Skrrt)
Bathing the apes, Sasquatch
Middle finger to the sheriff and the marshal
On the bread puttin' syrup in the bottle
And the scallop shrimp curled in the pasta
He was p*ssed, I had his girl in my roster
Range Rover autobiography
I'm out of baggies, put it in a napkin (Okay)
Hit him from the car, he was lacking
Send him up to God pre-packaged
Fifty in the glitty, we active
