CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Project Music
(Ellis Lost)
(Wavy808, you crazy)
Ah, let's go
He was lost, but he found it
A boss was made off consignment
What's a loss to a giant?
"How the f**k he get here?" The haters inquiring
By the month, I go designer
I like to stunt, I been a shiner
Look at my kicks, I'm in the finest
I sold splits for these diamonds
I'm stupid lit, but I'm private
I stay fly, I'm somethin' like pilots
I'm on my sh*t without trying
I'm from the 'jects, my nose was snotty
I go to pressin', I'm not kindly
I been dressin' since a minor
She obsessed with me, don't mind her
My sex the best if I remind her
I used to step, but I'm retired
I am a vet, my rank is higher
I sip the lean 'til I get tired
I speak facts, I'm not a liar
I'm plugged with gas, I still supply 'em
She got my back, lil' bae a rider
My strain is Runtz, this not no sour
My clip on Curtis, I shoot power
I dress for months, I am a styler
My mouth is gold, I did new diamonds
I stand on biz, I'm not a coward
These 'bows I sell is out the mountain
I'm really him, don't need no vouch
I make a film, I catch a spouse
I give her d**k, then send her off
Don't have to talk, I've been a boss
I'm after bucks, don't care 'bout clout
I pa** out gifts, I'm Santa Claus
Been through the most, I paid the cost
Now I boast to p*ss 'em off
Inside the whip, I switch the lights
Launch mode, I'm peelin' off
I do the dash, I duck the vice
I'm seein' bright through city lights
Hundred rounds, no takin' mine
I'm runnin' through the stoplights
I'm really piped, this no lie
I'm rockin' ice, I'm totin' fire
You know, it be like
Like, n***a, like, when some n***as speak, you gotta listen
Some n***as ain't cappin', like, some n***as tell you how it is
Like, before you get big, 'cause we out here
SIG Sauer knock off limbs
I'm up to par, I'm comin' trim
I am a star, but in the field
I'm too involved, this sh*t'll scare you
And must I win, I'm not a failure
I used to sit in seats of pleasure
I had to trap in all the weathers
All that pain, it made me better
I was covered by the prayers
You know I could keep going
Project Music, we in Virginia soon
Trap house
(Wavy808, you crazy)
Ah, let's go
He was lost, but he found it
A boss was made off consignment
What's a loss to a giant?
"How the f**k he get here?" The haters inquiring
By the month, I go designer
I like to stunt, I been a shiner
Look at my kicks, I'm in the finest
I sold splits for these diamonds
I'm stupid lit, but I'm private
I stay fly, I'm somethin' like pilots
I'm on my sh*t without trying
I'm from the 'jects, my nose was snotty
I go to pressin', I'm not kindly
I been dressin' since a minor
She obsessed with me, don't mind her
My sex the best if I remind her
I used to step, but I'm retired
I am a vet, my rank is higher
I sip the lean 'til I get tired
I speak facts, I'm not a liar
I'm plugged with gas, I still supply 'em
She got my back, lil' bae a rider
My strain is Runtz, this not no sour
My clip on Curtis, I shoot power
I dress for months, I am a styler
My mouth is gold, I did new diamonds
I stand on biz, I'm not a coward
These 'bows I sell is out the mountain
I'm really him, don't need no vouch
I make a film, I catch a spouse
I give her d**k, then send her off
Don't have to talk, I've been a boss
I'm after bucks, don't care 'bout clout
I pa** out gifts, I'm Santa Claus
Been through the most, I paid the cost
Now I boast to p*ss 'em off
Inside the whip, I switch the lights
Launch mode, I'm peelin' off
I do the dash, I duck the vice
I'm seein' bright through city lights
Hundred rounds, no takin' mine
I'm runnin' through the stoplights
I'm really piped, this no lie
I'm rockin' ice, I'm totin' fire
You know, it be like
Like, n***a, like, when some n***as speak, you gotta listen
Some n***as ain't cappin', like, some n***as tell you how it is
Like, before you get big, 'cause we out here
SIG Sauer knock off limbs
I'm up to par, I'm comin' trim
I am a star, but in the field
I'm too involved, this sh*t'll scare you
And must I win, I'm not a failure
I used to sit in seats of pleasure
I had to trap in all the weathers
All that pain, it made me better
I was covered by the prayers
You know I could keep going
Project Music, we in Virginia soon
Trap house
