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INTERPRÉTATION
Cult Shφtta
Cult Shφtta
Interprète
lil golo
lil golo
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Charles McFadden
Charles McFadden
Paroles/Composition
Nicholas Lousi
Nicholas Lousi
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Rxcksonbeats
Rxcksonbeats
Production
Don Sahand
Don Sahand
Ingénierie

Paroles

Hmm, yeah, yeah You ain't know my daddy caught a body, yeah Used to ride around with sawn off shotty, yeah That's not me, I just like to get saucy, yeah My brothers they love it, so don't try it Who else you know pull up to the west wearing all this gear, yeah Who else you know pull up to the west, bring the party there, yeah Everything we got, we got it on our own Lil' thot got her doing one of those We don't do urchin 'cause that's kid shit, man, done bossed up (bossed up) Some boys coughed up, got boys locked up then got chopped up (chop, chop) These days I'm soft, bra, tryna get topped up, live like a rockstar Trust I'm real, my boys pitbulls, they can smell an imposter Since I was an infant, all I saw was the housing commission Had dreams of prison, now I'm sipping expensive liquid I know man chinky, but all my souljas from the Pacific Got so many stories, I'll get picked up if I be specific Met her at the kick on, had the girl doin' one of these ones (call me) Couldn't bust, hit her up, need a refund Sauciest in the area since a wee one Bitches sucking up now the blow me out like a shisha Never switch up on my partners, la familia ya, I love all mi raza (yeah, yeah) Never switch up on my partners, la familia ya, I love all mi raza (yeah, yeah) You ain't know my daddy caught a body, yeah Used to ride around with sawn off shotty, yeah That's not me, I just like to get saucy, yeah My brothers they love it, so don't try it Who else you know pull up to the west wearing all this gear (yeah) Who else you know pull up to the west, bring the party there (yeah) Everything we got, we got it on our own (on our own) Lil' thot got her doing one of those Tonga, I need a fob with a rompa Drop off my balls, that's a knock on Then fuck up her throat like Lockyer Her pussy bald, boko, nut on her chin like a Moko Got Tanganes holdin it down, out in the wing like Rokothoko Don't wife no ganga from the block, we don't do cuddles Ain't no Sione's Wedding cop top like Koni Hurrel I don't do subtle, if you got trouble, we can do knuckles He wanted a skuffle 'cause I belted him, I don't buckle 'Cause if we beef then it's ever, this ain't no henna I'm still a member, I'm just living life uncensored It ain't December, still I got three hoes front and centre Seven K in just one day with my lil' tenga You ain't know my daddy caught a body, yeah Used to ride around with sawn off shotty, yeah That's not me, I just like to get saucy, yeah My brothers they love it, so don't try it Who else you know pull up to the west wearing all this gear (yeah) Who else you know pull up to the west, bring the party there (yeah) Everything we got, we got it on our own (on our own) Lil' thot got her doing one of those
Writer(s): Charles Mcfadden, Nicholas Lousi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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