CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : f*ckboy!, Pt 2

It's over Anakin!
I have the high ground!

Letting go, all my standards hit the floor
Preaching 'bout the mind I have, but then I lost it in a war
Had to get up, get it back, no remorse inside my core
Late nights, never slack, grinding like a skater pro, yeah, uh
Looking at the top spot in the way, uh
Thinking I can live my life in first place, uh
My future's so bright, I need some Pearly's, uh
Just hit twenty-five, I'm f**king wealthy, uh
Ducking texts, on my own, leaving flexing to the clones
Get the message? Anti-bold, really ready, for the gold
Mind my own and lay low, watching all the pay flow
Risky how my day goes, illest with my layers, uh, yeah
Why you gassed up?
You ain't doing sh*t, I'm running past ya
Two steps, five, are you moving backwards?
Watching every move, I'm f**king flattered, yeah, uh, huh?
Why you gassed up?

Gassed up
Imma stay the master
I keep spitting faster
All you n***as backwards
Act up
A-list tracks
You don’t got the skills to make
Hand homeboy yo bank account
Yes That was your mistake
Malfunction is major
I got water like a lake
Next time I pull up lil pu**y better show your face
Your b*t*h was shooting them looks at
Yo boy did not look back
This is not an insult
But I hope you know I could smash
I go get a b-ag
U stink need a tic tac
Pp small like
Knick knack
Patty whack daddy’s back
Gave yo b*t*h the bone
I f**k in her face
Now she reek of my cologne
Ayy