CORRECT LYRICS
Yuh, yuh
Bigger man, so what?
Yeah my pistol don't wanna
When I walk into the club, yeah
Bone shuffle
Bone shuffle
Do the bone shuffle
Yeah pu**y boy ain't trynna [?]
run back
We both know [?]
Watch me pull up on an op block
With two cops playing polkadot with a clique
Bringing many money make 'em sick
Yeah I break his head off with'a stick
Mothaf**ker you just got sent back
Breakin' yo' head with a big gat
[?], yeah
[?], yeah
[?], yeah
[?], yeah
B*t*h I keep a weapon
B*t*h I keep a wea-
B*t*h I keep a weapon
B*t*h I keep a wea-
B*t*h I keep a weapon
B*t*h I keep a wea-
No, lasciami stare
Io fotto si, ma solo con i fatti
Non lo so, lasciami fare
Ti fotto la tipa perché siete [?]
Ti sto sul cazzo, non tengo più [?]
Brutti b*st*rdi, non mi fa più malе
Fanculo sta troia, non sta mica male
Mi scopo la pu**y finché non si piagne
brutto stronzo
Miro e faccio hеadshot
Tu mi resti sotto
Un attimo f**k that sh*t
Rimani sotto
frate pa**i un g
Mi trovi morto
Sono sopra la tua b*t*h
yeah
Non lo so [?] yeah
Faccio [?] yeah
yeah
Non resti in piedi se mi chiedi come va?
Hey b*t*h
Let's go
B*t*h
(SKOTSKR)
Yeah, yeah
Ain't this swag mothaf**ker?
Posted with the [?]
I ain't trynna spend my life in jail
Shawty got me ridin' [?]
got a d**k
Wait, what? Yeah
Back in business please count this sh*t now
Rollin' in my Balenciagas like who's the sh*t now?
Aye, you the sh*t now
And shut the [?] stomp back I'm mad aroused
Yeah, [?]
And I ain't never have a homie come and check up on me
What a late day, hopped on back the bus and the [?] I can't say sh*t
F**K
Every damn day, gotta grip the damn K
F**K
Theres no salute sh*t, life sucks buddy and you ain't frickin' do sh*t
So lick my nuts buddy and don't be flexing that fool sh*t
Yeah, never enough for me
So whatchu-, so whatchu want from me
shawty
Oh now you know you gotta walk it out after getting yo' face f**ked
Put yo' baguettes out of whatever the f**k you came from
Yeah, yeah, f**k [?]
I ain't never did you something
Shoot him the f**k back
She don't know anything about me
Yeah f**k every-, ha, you probably thought I was gonna scream-
Yeah f**k everything
And every b*t*h
Won't talk to you
F**k everything
Aye, f**k everything
(Cherry, cherry)
(Sopra il cazzo di-)
(Ma chi cazzo l'ha invitato quello?)
(Ma puoi stare zitto che-)
(Stai zitto!)
F**k, non fotto con la tua clique
Scopo la tua troia sopra ad un fottuto jeep
Non fotto coi falsi, li elimino
Io non mi limito
Sì, sono chimico
B*t*h, sono in bilico
Ciclo litico
Sono [?]
Tipo [?]
Io faccio [?]
Ti becchi la mia forma fonica
Io faccio [?]
Quando vedo gente come te
Lasciami in pace brutto stronzo
Se vuoi ti faccio a pezzi e ricompongo
(Eh, te l'aspettavi che-)
(Oh ma vuoi stare zitto?)
(Oh, oh, calmo, oh, oh)
Fanculo, basta
Io sono stanco di voi [?]
E dalla busta di cocaine nella mia posta
Siamo nel [?]
E allora basta
Voglio [?]
Non vuoi consigli e gli ho tirato una [?]
(SKOTSKR)
Cinta gucci [?]
Tengo un orso bianco, tipo 400 kill
Sento sulla tipa [?]
Guarda la mia chain, 5 euro ma fa bling
la fica
Dice che non lo sa che io sono sempre in pista
ti spacco la schiena come un kit kat (Kit Kat)
Sei saporita, si chiama Mastrolinda
Ribalto tutto te su un blocco stradale (stradale), perchè mi annoio se non faccio una strage
B***o bar in terra come fosse una scommessa (Una scommessa)
Se non lo sbatto penso che mi stressa (Lo stressa)
Hoppin' in and out the car because I'm movin' like that
If you wanna act tough I got the gat in my jacket
She my sl*t, they come jack it
Pop out, no top straight to exit
She don't want you and you know I got the gunner
Fight you in the front but you won't fight back
B*t*h in the car in the back with a phone
And I callin' out, nine one one, b*t*h fight back
I got the dog
Shoot him in the foot, yo' b*t*h turn to me and I do her on the ground (Yeah)
Shooting everything that looks up
B*t*h on my d**k after I close shop
And I get up at the whistle
Ah, stupidest beat I've ever- (SKOTSKR)
Do whatever the f**k you gotta do, you won't fall like that
That ain't no fallin' [?]
I got the gun in my jack, I got the [?] on my neck
Where you at, we gon' find you
Thought you was gone, behind you
Stay quiet [?] they ain't got time for that sh*t
Backdown on the backyard like the fifth grade
We only do the same drugs
Only difference is that I get paid
When I'm writing this song I put myself down in the best way
Middle finga' up I screamin' "F**k the place I was birthed at!"
Faggot broken bozo, here my guy, go take yo' knife back
You fall on a [?], fall down break the fall, they never crawl
Ain't got control or patience, any day, I haven't peeked the corner
In real life they got cameras, they gonna see you follow
Jumpin' in the junk still, yuh
They caught me jumpin' in the junk still, sh*t, jeez
Got me jumpin' in the dumpster still feel like sh*t, jeez
Got me jumpin' in the dumpster still feel like sh*t, jeez
I'm gonna say a word in Italian, wait f**k, how do I say it again?
Faccia triste
Lyrics : FROWNYFACE :(
Yuh, yuh
Bigger man, so what?
Yeah my pistol don't wanna
When I walk into the club, yeah
Bone shuffle
Bone shuffle
Do the bone shuffle
Yeah pu**y boy ain't trynna [?]
run back
We both know [?]
Watch me pull up on an op block
With two cops playing polkadot with a clique
Bringing many money make 'em sick
Yeah I break his head off with'a stick
Mothaf**ker you just got sent back
Breakin' yo' head with a big gat
[?], yeah
[?], yeah
[?], yeah
[?], yeah
B*t*h I keep a weapon
B*t*h I keep a wea-
B*t*h I keep a weapon
B*t*h I keep a wea-
B*t*h I keep a weapon
B*t*h I keep a wea-
No, lasciami stare
Io fotto si, ma solo con i fatti
Non lo so, lasciami fare
Ti fotto la tipa perché siete [?]
Ti sto sul cazzo, non tengo più [?]
Brutti b*st*rdi, non mi fa più malе
Fanculo sta troia, non sta mica male
Mi scopo la pu**y finché non si piagne
brutto stronzo
Miro e faccio hеadshot
Tu mi resti sotto
Un attimo f**k that sh*t
Rimani sotto
frate pa**i un g
Mi trovi morto
Sono sopra la tua b*t*h
yeah
Non lo so [?] yeah
Faccio [?] yeah
yeah
Non resti in piedi se mi chiedi come va?
Hey b*t*h
Let's go
B*t*h
(SKOTSKR)
Yeah, yeah
Ain't this swag mothaf**ker?
Posted with the [?]
I ain't trynna spend my life in jail
Shawty got me ridin' [?]
got a d**k
Wait, what? Yeah
Back in business please count this sh*t now
Rollin' in my Balenciagas like who's the sh*t now?
Aye, you the sh*t now
And shut the [?] stomp back I'm mad aroused
Yeah, [?]
And I ain't never have a homie come and check up on me
What a late day, hopped on back the bus and the [?] I can't say sh*t
F**K
Every damn day, gotta grip the damn K
F**K
Theres no salute sh*t, life sucks buddy and you ain't frickin' do sh*t
So lick my nuts buddy and don't be flexing that fool sh*t
Yeah, never enough for me
So whatchu-, so whatchu want from me
shawty
Oh now you know you gotta walk it out after getting yo' face f**ked
Put yo' baguettes out of whatever the f**k you came from
Yeah, yeah, f**k [?]
I ain't never did you something
Shoot him the f**k back
She don't know anything about me
Yeah f**k every-, ha, you probably thought I was gonna scream-
Yeah f**k everything
And every b*t*h
Won't talk to you
F**k everything
Aye, f**k everything
(Cherry, cherry)
(Sopra il cazzo di-)
(Ma chi cazzo l'ha invitato quello?)
(Ma puoi stare zitto che-)
(Stai zitto!)
F**k, non fotto con la tua clique
Scopo la tua troia sopra ad un fottuto jeep
Non fotto coi falsi, li elimino
Io non mi limito
Sì, sono chimico
B*t*h, sono in bilico
Ciclo litico
Sono [?]
Tipo [?]
Io faccio [?]
Ti becchi la mia forma fonica
Io faccio [?]
Quando vedo gente come te
Lasciami in pace brutto stronzo
Se vuoi ti faccio a pezzi e ricompongo
(Eh, te l'aspettavi che-)
(Oh ma vuoi stare zitto?)
(Oh, oh, calmo, oh, oh)
Fanculo, basta
Io sono stanco di voi [?]
E dalla busta di cocaine nella mia posta
Siamo nel [?]
E allora basta
Voglio [?]
Non vuoi consigli e gli ho tirato una [?]
(SKOTSKR)
Cinta gucci [?]
Tengo un orso bianco, tipo 400 kill
Sento sulla tipa [?]
Guarda la mia chain, 5 euro ma fa bling
la fica
Dice che non lo sa che io sono sempre in pista
ti spacco la schiena come un kit kat (Kit Kat)
Sei saporita, si chiama Mastrolinda
Ribalto tutto te su un blocco stradale (stradale), perchè mi annoio se non faccio una strage
B***o bar in terra come fosse una scommessa (Una scommessa)
Se non lo sbatto penso che mi stressa (Lo stressa)
Hoppin' in and out the car because I'm movin' like that
If you wanna act tough I got the gat in my jacket
She my sl*t, they come jack it
Pop out, no top straight to exit
She don't want you and you know I got the gunner
Fight you in the front but you won't fight back
B*t*h in the car in the back with a phone
And I callin' out, nine one one, b*t*h fight back
I got the dog
Shoot him in the foot, yo' b*t*h turn to me and I do her on the ground (Yeah)
Shooting everything that looks up
B*t*h on my d**k after I close shop
And I get up at the whistle
Ah, stupidest beat I've ever- (SKOTSKR)
Do whatever the f**k you gotta do, you won't fall like that
That ain't no fallin' [?]
I got the gun in my jack, I got the [?] on my neck
Where you at, we gon' find you
Thought you was gone, behind you
Stay quiet [?] they ain't got time for that sh*t
Backdown on the backyard like the fifth grade
We only do the same drugs
Only difference is that I get paid
When I'm writing this song I put myself down in the best way
Middle finga' up I screamin' "F**k the place I was birthed at!"
Faggot broken bozo, here my guy, go take yo' knife back
You fall on a [?], fall down break the fall, they never crawl
Ain't got control or patience, any day, I haven't peeked the corner
In real life they got cameras, they gonna see you follow
Jumpin' in the junk still, yuh
They caught me jumpin' in the junk still, sh*t, jeez
Got me jumpin' in the dumpster still feel like sh*t, jeez
Got me jumpin' in the dumpster still feel like sh*t, jeez
I'm gonna say a word in Italian, wait f**k, how do I say it again?
Faccia triste
