CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Ain’t Tryna Talk
(Wait, wait, hold on Nino)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't gon' talk about drugs
Yeah, I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt
I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt, b*t*h
I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt, yeah
Man, I ain't tryna talk 'bout sh*t and that b*t*h wanna flirt
I ain't tryna talk 'bout sh*t but my hand up her skirt
If I don't come in first then I'm going berserk
Damn, that boy died
I pulled up on her and I came out the sky
Pew-pew when we just drove by
Good day, let's get high
Bad day, f**k it, let's still get high
They say you a bad guy when you make your opps die
I don't even wanna go outside
Sometimes I get money [?]
The opps cried when the boy died, hope they go in the sky
Yeah, I woke up [?] that n***a, that boy got mob ties
Boy got put on a shirt 'cause a drive by
Put on a shirt 'cause a drive by
We going up, yeah, it's up time
I told that boy don't get too high
F**k, f**k, don't give a f**k 'cause I'm high
Yeah, don't give a f**k 'cause we high now
They'll give me a body for a bustdown, b*t*h
You gotta run into opps now
They ran off, f**k it then, just get these f**king racks, n***a, I ain't locked out
Man, I swear to God if you try me, my n***as brazy, they'll get you shot down
Shot that lil' n***a, he merch now
My shooter hitting on the first round, b*t*h
B*t*h, b*t*h
I ain't gon' talk about drugs
Yeah, I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt
I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt, b*t*h
I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt, yeah
Man, I ain't tryna talk 'bout sh*t and that b*t*h wanna flirt
I ain't tryna talk 'bout sh*t but my hand up her skirt
If I don't come in first then I'm going berserk
Yeah, I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt
Yeah, I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt
B*t*h
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't gon' talk about drugs
Yeah, I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt
I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt, b*t*h
I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt, yeah
Man, I ain't tryna talk 'bout sh*t and that b*t*h wanna flirt
I ain't tryna talk 'bout sh*t but my hand up her skirt
If I don't come in first then I'm going berserk
Damn, that boy died
I pulled up on her and I came out the sky
Pew-pew when we just drove by
Good day, let's get high
Bad day, f**k it, let's still get high
They say you a bad guy when you make your opps die
I don't even wanna go outside
Sometimes I get money [?]
The opps cried when the boy died, hope they go in the sky
Yeah, I woke up [?] that n***a, that boy got mob ties
Boy got put on a shirt 'cause a drive by
Put on a shirt 'cause a drive by
We going up, yeah, it's up time
I told that boy don't get too high
F**k, f**k, don't give a f**k 'cause I'm high
Yeah, don't give a f**k 'cause we high now
They'll give me a body for a bustdown, b*t*h
You gotta run into opps now
They ran off, f**k it then, just get these f**king racks, n***a, I ain't locked out
Man, I swear to God if you try me, my n***as brazy, they'll get you shot down
Shot that lil' n***a, he merch now
My shooter hitting on the first round, b*t*h
B*t*h, b*t*h
I ain't gon' talk about drugs
Yeah, I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt
I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt, b*t*h
I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt, yeah
Man, I ain't tryna talk 'bout sh*t and that b*t*h wanna flirt
I ain't tryna talk 'bout sh*t but my hand up her skirt
If I don't come in first then I'm going berserk
Yeah, I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt
Yeah, I ain't gon' talk about sh*t, we gon' put him on a shirt
B*t*h
