ENVIAR LETRAS
Top 100
Lançamentos de álbuns
Artistas
Comunidade
francês
Espanhol
Português
corrija a letra Letra
Freestyle 8
por
Wade
Retornar
Letra
“This could be interlude Trying to get nudes From this new girl Not a f**k boy Not one of those dudes Even though my rhymes are cruel Rhymes, that's all I still talk about If I had nine dollar bills Everytime some skill-less, pill-poppin, hill-billy wanted me to shout them out In a rhyme, in a diss Better chill out b*t*h Punch cover flinch I'm in mount Bounce back from the ground Crouching down Doubting each move Should I make a beat with a flute? Should I rap about bred ones on my feet? Should I take a seat Make a three degree heat drum loop? f**k! I'm getting confused Am I just a dead beet fool Making cruel songs in my bedroom Is that the truth? Removes a verse by noon Then deletes the whole track by two Tries to improve But ends in a defeat Swear my mind is like a f**king rubiks cube Moved to red Moved to blue Planned on being a sweet groom Now wanting to f**k around with two cute girls From the streets to the bed Gripping on her curves Looking right at her Swear she isn't an A.I But still judging people in our sight at chai time Like that one guy mixing words day n nite Till they rhyme Going to best buy Buying more supplies Oh f**k! Thats me”
vídeo de música
Seu nome será publicado. Deixe os campos em branco para permanecer anônimo.
Enviar
Modal title
×
Adicionar mídia
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Lembre de mim
Senha perdida
Entrar
Registrarse