Count big ass racks, goddamn Big guns, no tecs, nigga, damn Talkin' crazy, do you know who I am? (fuck that shit, understand) You know I don't fuck with niggas on the regular 30 on me, boy, he thought I was a wrestler But I'm the Predator, I will take yo cheddar And I used to sip the codeine to feel better Posted in a foreign car, Gucci on the leather (Posted in a fuckin' foreign car) Free my nigga Tony, man, I gotta write a letter (Free lil Tony from them bars) These niggas hoes, niggas soft, like a feather Counting up for the pleasure, fuck that pressure I'm-I'm-I'm not like y'all, I'm not like all Ten toes I stand, no I will not fall Dope in my blunt, so yes, I might doze off Red dot, red beam, shit look like Rudolph On the block where it's hot, it will never cool off I just walked out the bank, like this shit was setting off OG Margiela Man, but I'm capping (Bitch I'm capping) Nigga, I got water in my chain, I'm a captain (I'm a motherfucking captain) Burberry belt on, but I'm still sagging (But I'm still sagging) Sito see it in yo eyes if you false flagging (If you false flagging) Put my Gucci wallet right up in my Gucci jacket Bitch, I gotta have it, bitch, I got a Gucci habit Niggas talkin' static bout my bro, he got the ratchet In the trap trimming packs, I don't need a hatchet Sippin' on pink, I ain't talkin' Patrick (Hell nah) Backwood ashin', Uzi grabbin', I can't feel my passion (Passion) I can't feel my passion (Passion)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
