corrija a letra Letra Playwithguns w/ lil shine - angels por 4evr

Retornar

Letra

Taxpurposes

Angels on my phone, get me higher than i've ever been
Triple 2 heavenboys, yeah you know we heaven sent
That's my lil baby i might cop that b*t*h a fendi dress
Walking out the store and i'm looking so elegant

(yeah, aye)
Pradas on my feet, and you know i spent your rent again

At the hotel w/ your hoe and we're checking in

I got racks in my mcqueens, your b*t*h left you on read again

(keep calling me, keep calling)

At the trap house and we counting dead presidents
I stand for the youth, yeah that's what i represent
Still f**ked up cause i can't believe you said that sh*t

(keep calling me, keep calling)

Yeah i'm f**king on this b*t*h, i don't even need tho
And he was talking sh*t, told him look up in the mirror
Yeah i be counting racks, you be counting zeros
Shawty she a fan, she be saying i'm her hero

Yeah ecstasy on me, yeah imma split it with your b*t*h
f**ked up man, yeah the opioids they got me sick
I need me a girl who gon stay w/ me thru it
Baby you and me we can count hella blue strips
We can take some shrooms and we'll go to the movies
Come to my place, we can f**k or just cool it
You can use me just don't let me feel useless

(keep calling me, keep calling)

Angels on my phone, get me higher than i've ever been
Triple 2 heavenboys, yeah you know we heaven sent
That's my lil baby i might cop that b*t*h a fendi dress
Walking out the store and i'm looking so elegant

vídeo de música

Seu nome será publicado. Deixe os campos em branco para permanecer anônimo.