Songtexte

(Hm, Big Zoovie) Yeah, ayy Drop top, ridin' with my gang (phew) Gotta keep the fire, keep it on me, so I thank 'em (yeah) Never in a rush, I feel like I'm in the Maybach (yeah) Gotta go relax, sound like water in Jamaica, yeah (yeah) Real shit, I don't feel emotions I don't need a friend, just a bottle and this .40 I'ma blow it like- (phew) Yeah (eh-eh) (yeah) I don't think they understand me (yeah, baby) Inside, I been hurtin' badly (yeah, baby) Outside, I just keep on standin' If you know what I mean, I'm tryna tell you like Oo, I get energy, and enemies confused (yeah) It don't matter if I go off like a fuse, I'ma blow up like- (yeah) Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm (yeah, baby) Ayy, mm Hold the fam up Lock it down, always keep a rocket round (yeah) SMG in the AMG, I tell her, "Cock it now" If she ever out, and I ain't there, I tell her, "Pop it now" (phew-phew, phew-phew) Baby, I'm already on the way, I'm bout to pop up now (yeah) Promise I'll be there for you, oo, I'm always there for you, mm I might load the clip with 5.56's, block clear for you (yeah) Mm-mm, mhm-mm-mm-mm, mm Oo-yeah, baby Yeah, mm, yeah Mm-mm, mhm-mm-mm-mm, mm, yeah Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah, baby Yeah, baby Yeah, mm Be like, mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
Writer(s): Brian Garcia, Brandon Korn, Willie J Maxwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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