Look, look Scrapin' that side of the pot up Rose gold Dweller put your watch up I got hit in my top when I got shot up But I know niggas hit in the leg and never got up (fo'real) Griselda bitch We just want the money, fuck the fame When rap niggas see us and they tuck they chains (hahaha) It's Conway, you know the fuckin' name You said it was your year last year, and still nothin' changed No nigga jot like this I got legends scratchin' they head Gotta rearrange they top 5 list, ya heard My lil' shooter on percocets I'm only 99 percent, I ain't perfect yet I fuck a bitch as niggas wish And I ain't buy a bitch a Birkin yet Pussy so wet, I could surf in that (woo!) Water ready in the pot, put the work in that Watch how [?] up on the surface when I'm workin' that (ha!) 50 shot fold up, I can work with that Have you in fuckin' ICU where the surgeon at, haha I heard the track then I murdered that That's why they know my name where they speak German at I'm from the hood servin' crack, I emerged from that I was out lurkin' with a MAC, then I merged with [?] Burnin' wax in the back of the Maybach with the curtain back Machine bitch, this is murder rapTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
