CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Fly Water Fish
(I really like to use cash)
In my trench coat, I got... hey
(I knew you'd gone soft)
Yeah, big stick in my trench coat and it's hot, ho (Dinner's gon' be cold tonight, as*h**e)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm smokin' on gas, I jumped in the foreign, I just f**ked your b*t*h
She don't want you 'cause she want a young n***a that do it like this (Yeah)
I trap out the kitchen and step in designer, I fly water fish (Yeah)
She off the molly, the Perc' in my body, we spinnin' like discs (Yeah)
Two Glocks, hit you once, b*t*h, that's a three-way
b*t*hes blow me like a birthday, I get cake, man
Don't you see me in these sweatpants? I got weight, man
Trap star, keep a Ziploc and a big Glock (I really like to use cash)
Yeah, I switch up the swag, designer my bag
I see it, you know that I cop it (Yeah)
It hurt me to see you ain't got it, lil' n***a
It make me wanna go in my pocket (Yeah)
I play with the bands, whenever I land
She call me and we get it poppin' (Yeah)
I know that's your ho so I ain't gon' f**k
But I'm prolly gon' let that b*t*h top me
I keep a big Glock in my trench coat
Run up on me, we gon' let it pop like Coke and Mentos
I'm a trap star, baby, I can't love no damn ho
I got real hundreds in, I never made the honor roll
I love my stick, she always by my side
n***as hate on me but they won't ever try it (Yeah)
I made plays when you was playin' on the slide
Check in with me first before you come outside
My trap get the cake, but we still servin' pies
Yeah, big stick in my trench coat
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm smokin' on gas, I jumped in the foreign, I just f**ked your b*t*h
She don't want you 'cause she want a young n***a that do it like this (Yeah)
I trap out the kitchen and step in designer, I fly water fish (Yeah)
She off the molly, the Perc' in my body, we spinnin' like discs (I really like to use cash, yeah)
Two Glocks, hit you once, b*t*h, that's a three-way
b*t*hes blow me like a birthday, I get cake, man
Don't you see me in these sweatpants? I got weight, man
Trap star, keep a Ziploc and a big Glock
I knew you'd gone soft
Dinner's gon' be cold tonight, as*h**e
In my trench coat, I got... hey
(I knew you'd gone soft)
Yeah, big stick in my trench coat and it's hot, ho (Dinner's gon' be cold tonight, as*h**e)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm smokin' on gas, I jumped in the foreign, I just f**ked your b*t*h
She don't want you 'cause she want a young n***a that do it like this (Yeah)
I trap out the kitchen and step in designer, I fly water fish (Yeah)
She off the molly, the Perc' in my body, we spinnin' like discs (Yeah)
Two Glocks, hit you once, b*t*h, that's a three-way
b*t*hes blow me like a birthday, I get cake, man
Don't you see me in these sweatpants? I got weight, man
Trap star, keep a Ziploc and a big Glock (I really like to use cash)
Yeah, I switch up the swag, designer my bag
I see it, you know that I cop it (Yeah)
It hurt me to see you ain't got it, lil' n***a
It make me wanna go in my pocket (Yeah)
I play with the bands, whenever I land
She call me and we get it poppin' (Yeah)
I know that's your ho so I ain't gon' f**k
But I'm prolly gon' let that b*t*h top me
I keep a big Glock in my trench coat
Run up on me, we gon' let it pop like Coke and Mentos
I'm a trap star, baby, I can't love no damn ho
I got real hundreds in, I never made the honor roll
I love my stick, she always by my side
n***as hate on me but they won't ever try it (Yeah)
I made plays when you was playin' on the slide
Check in with me first before you come outside
My trap get the cake, but we still servin' pies
Yeah, big stick in my trench coat
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm smokin' on gas, I jumped in the foreign, I just f**ked your b*t*h
She don't want you 'cause she want a young n***a that do it like this (Yeah)
I trap out the kitchen and step in designer, I fly water fish (Yeah)
She off the molly, the Perc' in my body, we spinnin' like discs (I really like to use cash, yeah)
Two Glocks, hit you once, b*t*h, that's a three-way
b*t*hes blow me like a birthday, I get cake, man
Don't you see me in these sweatpants? I got weight, man
Trap star, keep a Ziploc and a big Glock
I knew you'd gone soft
Dinner's gon' be cold tonight, as*h**e
