CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : SIP GIN PASS XUT.

Boot up, boot up, boot up, wait!
"Well, you better say 'mom', dude, it's kinda not polite to say she like that, especially about your mother."
I guess not, she wouldn't let me
Practice, practice
Who's she? Mom of course
Ay, Scar

Set it, yeah
I got this value, so set it, yeah
Kill instrumentals on paper, yeah
Never ever lost a battle, yeah
Living so lavish, insane, uh
Keep it inside in my brain
Yes, there's so numbers on paper, uh
Count that, lil' pu**y, I'm a maker, uh
Mixing the drip with the acres, uh
House is so far from the neighbors, ay
Now I'm known, one of the greatest, uh
Forty keep stacking the paper
Sippin' on gin, I don't chase it, uh
If that sh*t's nice then I'm tasting, yeah
Drowning in my bottles, I'm wasting, uh
You might see Scar in the latest, yah