Letras

Used to be staircases and alleyways Now it's big faces and one-aways Now she wan' come, she wan' swallow me Range Rover tint like limousine Juggin', juggin', juggin' (yeah, yeah) Them boy want war 'cah my man jook him Them boy wan' talk when man not lookin' (woah, woah) No problem, give me the money, yeah, yeah (yo) Remember when I missed those calls I had no white left Six years, I sat in that cell Where all that time went Shit, I had to digest Came up trappin', nеver tried F (nevеr) Now it's Land Rover side steps Shot up residence Had to burn my clothes, it was evidence Gotta rate the ting like the Americans You know me, I stick with the metal I'm like a magnet Step with a rare and another one, DJ Khaled I could tell you 'bout the wing How the petrol bar sting But I don't know Why they act so hard and then they sing (Huh?) My whipper lost it all in the pot, it was tekky Pissed I couldn't get that white girl back, Chloe Ferry If my life was a film, it'd be a horror CPS tryna get me longer But what don't kill me only make me stronger I'm a G till they bury me, no stressin', G Gyming with my Rollie on, this life's temporary Used to be staircases and alleyways Now it's big faces and one-aways Now she wan' come, she wan' swallow me Range Rover tint like limousine Juggin', juggin', juggin' Them boy want war 'cah my man jook him Them boy wan' talk when man not lookin' No problem, give me the money, yeah, yeah Some girl say I'm horrible, some say adorable Trap house scales and the sales are phenomenal Laugh at these nerds 'cause their words are just comical We're animals like Narnia and it's a chronicle They're wasted Whip coke in the basin Straight back to the basics Step back couple paces 'Cause, man, them straps are persuasive (yeah) Three-sixty-five in Mans creeping through these streets, hear the siren Rocks getting paper, neat with the filing Time's always money, so I'm sweet with the timing (yeah) And it's time, start climbing Big money pit, so just climb in (in) She just whinin' (whinin') Don't wanna hear it, it's just tiring (jeez) Kick doors of an enemy Floored it, scored with a penalty Morpheus, bored of your energy Sexy, I want more of the chemistry Spacious, just dumb on space Even winter, I had summer flake I got two straps, let's double date It's showtime, but it got run off stage Used to be staircases and alleyways Now it's big faces and one-aways Now she wan' come, she wan' swallow me Range Rover tint like limousine Juggin', juggin', juggin' Them boy want war 'cah my man jook him Them boy wan' talk when man not lookin' No problem, give me the money, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Adam Simon, Nathaniel Thompson, Ricardo Miles Fuller, James Macarthy, Frank Ampomah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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