ENVIAR LETRAS
Top 100
Lançamentos de álbuns
Artistas
Comunidade
francês
Espanhol
Português
corrija a letra Letra
TBD (DBE)
por
Young Adz
Retornar
Letra
Ski, ski, yee, yee Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah Ski, ski, ski, ski, ski, yee Cruisin' in the Lamb' truck, I'm smokin' on Runtz Filter dollar man, just for the fun n***a, I told you to pour me the cup of the Henny I'm leaning, you poured me the mud All of these diamonds but don't get it twisted We still got the waps that beat out like a drum And I still got them b*t*hes that down for a n***a f**k with a n***a, tell 'em pull up, they come Turn on the kettle, sell the yola, then I f**kin' pour Baby, can I fly you out? Hotel, starin' at the shores She a freak with it, kissin', now we f**kin' on the floor All these designer bags and diamonds That's sh*t you ain't seen before, n***a, I'm high as a kite Yeah title of Jordan I'm fly, Rollie, AP, but that's just for the time I'm f**kin' the b*t*h but she don't seem my type Air Force white, cocaine white, dope boy, I was juggin' with slime She said "If you hide anything, I will find it" I said "If you need anything, I will buy it" 41 or Gelato pie, poppin' this Perc, I'ma float to the sky I told my baby to show me that pu**y She said that she can't, she said that she shy I told my n***a to roll me a swisher and pour me a cup of Promethazine Deal with the Cali packs and pounds Ain't no half, we bought the whole thing Most of my n***as are street n***as, stretchin' those Z's Most of my n***as are street n***as, got no degree (Ya dig?) I'm talkin' body bags of the brand new watch VV's I spent a hundred grand, got the rest of the bricks on me You gon' try and try and ride, we will all see 'til this n***a just die Pourin' a four and I'm ready to slide Twenty-two shots, take away eight guys How you f**kin' a whore? She f**k on an opp and you stayin' for clout Heard you came to the block but you n***as are soft so you changed the route (Changed the route, b*t*h) Conversate with the gorillas, conversation with the drillers (Yeah, yeah) She ain't even know why this little n***a die but she know why she miss him And my b*t*h body real, real nice and them bullets hard, real, make you feel 'em If you're goin' through real hard times, that sh*t gonna make you the realest Richard Mille with the white gold ice but the Audemars game on skelly I thought I was sick of this ice but baby girl, I protect me I pour Prometh on ice and baby girl, it affect me (Ya dig?) I'm so high, I drink red, baby, that's Actavis (Ski) We f**kin' when you turning red, baby, you bad for this I say what just comes to my head, they gonna caption this Too many drugs at the crib, she cannot capture this No gun license over here, we stay with the savages I'm puttin' brand new blickys in dingers, got corn for your n***as By the time the gang gang pull up and shoot shoot, you gon' fall on your n***a And I'ma just pour up, p-pour up, pour up, watch it fall on my leather Number 29 got the whole opp block hot-hot in the middle of winter I just tell the gang "Pull up and ski" She was a good girl, lawyer girl But I turned her arse to a freak, serve bricks like David [?] Keeps it so high off the ground, man, I feel like I'm ridin' on bars Got the Richard Mille buss, A-Pizzy buss, get your face bussed Rockstar lifestyle, if I had a clean slate, I'd do it all again ('gain) Never left no-one behind me, drillers, killers there are all my friends Hood royalty, got lawyer fees, rap Presidenté I bring my shooters on days, fly 'em to Paris, see Mbappé Breakfast at Tiffanys after, I bring you the booth just to hear how I feel Exes and riches be drunk off your love for this Perc 'cause this feeling is real Still sharpen steel still, runnin' 'round town with the steel Most influential in the U.K. and my n***a, we ain't took a deal
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