CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : No Assist
Thirty clip on my hip, no I ain't tryna fight you
Lil n***a, ain't no point in ballin' yo' fist
And please watch yo' back, cause this Glockie'll get you
Them boys just keep shootin' like 'F**k a a**it"
My n***as some demons, they really be feenin' for action
So hot, sh*t be hard to exist
Late-night we out shoppin', don't be out here danglin'
This .40 start bangin', get scratched off the list
Now, folks nem p*ssed, cause you just got put on yo' sh*t
Now, its hurtin' when they reminisce
You know how I'm bummin', lil' n***a
I'm always on point, now I play with them rocks just like Chris
And yeah, we do pop-ups, please don't get shot up
Lil' n***a, we ain't the one you should diss
Like KD, when he hot, shot, aftеr shot
Lil' n***a keep blowin' like take all of this
When it comе to guns, we got a variety
When I come around, make you b*t*h n***as scared
And get nervous, like they got anxiety
Applyin' that pressure, I know that they tired of me
Shout out the squad, know they gon' ride with me
Tints on that Buick, we movin' quietly
When I'm in DC I'm lowkey, like the Secret society
Lil' b*t*h
Lil n***a, ain't no point in ballin' yo' fist
And please watch yo' back, cause this Glockie'll get you
Them boys just keep shootin' like 'F**k a a**it"
My n***as some demons, they really be feenin' for action
So hot, sh*t be hard to exist
Late-night we out shoppin', don't be out here danglin'
This .40 start bangin', get scratched off the list
Now, folks nem p*ssed, cause you just got put on yo' sh*t
Now, its hurtin' when they reminisce
You know how I'm bummin', lil' n***a
I'm always on point, now I play with them rocks just like Chris
And yeah, we do pop-ups, please don't get shot up
Lil' n***a, we ain't the one you should diss
Like KD, when he hot, shot, aftеr shot
Lil' n***a keep blowin' like take all of this
When it comе to guns, we got a variety
When I come around, make you b*t*h n***as scared
And get nervous, like they got anxiety
Applyin' that pressure, I know that they tired of me
Shout out the squad, know they gon' ride with me
Tints on that Buick, we movin' quietly
When I'm in DC I'm lowkey, like the Secret society
Lil' b*t*h
