CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : PaintRambo
I been counting this sh*t so long, I was bound to make it stretch
And the [?]
How the f**k these n***as trippin' and they think that they gon' step?
I lost my breath
I could f**k this b*t*h all night if I perc right now, I ain't got none left
He call to the bands, getting put down right now, we ain't doing [?] no reps
You hold no racks at 16, living these dreams, I ain't need no help
When the pack touch down, it's that smell, why real n***as goin' to jail
And all the bad ho's going to hell
On the wave, just give me some [?]
I'm in the TRX doing a [?]
If I get liked then I'm making a bale
Too much of this sh*t, I could tell
Might just sneeze out some racks, this Febreeze with these racks
Having so much f**king paper, got her breathing down my back
I give you everything, and I don't even mean to [?]
Bought a BBL and seal, it's for you and you attached (Ya)
Diamonds in my rings got my boost up
You could show a ticket in my lane, shut the f**k up
Black TRX pulling through, put them trucks up
We cop Balenciaga every season, n***a get your bucks up
I just wrote, create again, f**k them funds up
We get super T'd and geeked, it's no love
I can't get caught out in public with no [?] grain
Somebody tucked, come get this gun back
(Tuh) I won't love the ho'
Before I put my time in b*t*hes, I touch the road
Why your neck turned, said it's dirty gold
I know she tryna f**k, she threw the skelly on
And the [?]
How the f**k these n***as trippin' and they think that they gon' step?
I lost my breath
I could f**k this b*t*h all night if I perc right now, I ain't got none left
He call to the bands, getting put down right now, we ain't doing [?] no reps
You hold no racks at 16, living these dreams, I ain't need no help
When the pack touch down, it's that smell, why real n***as goin' to jail
And all the bad ho's going to hell
On the wave, just give me some [?]
I'm in the TRX doing a [?]
If I get liked then I'm making a bale
Too much of this sh*t, I could tell
Might just sneeze out some racks, this Febreeze with these racks
Having so much f**king paper, got her breathing down my back
I give you everything, and I don't even mean to [?]
Bought a BBL and seal, it's for you and you attached (Ya)
Diamonds in my rings got my boost up
You could show a ticket in my lane, shut the f**k up
Black TRX pulling through, put them trucks up
We cop Balenciaga every season, n***a get your bucks up
I just wrote, create again, f**k them funds up
We get super T'd and geeked, it's no love
I can't get caught out in public with no [?] grain
Somebody tucked, come get this gun back
(Tuh) I won't love the ho'
Before I put my time in b*t*hes, I touch the road
Why your neck turned, said it's dirty gold
I know she tryna f**k, she threw the skelly on
