paroles de chanson 10 Piece (feat. Future & Young Thug) - TM88 , Young Thug , Doe Boy , Future

Freebandz Gang, that's a cash gang That's a boss gang,
Shot up everything, yeah That's a boss gang,
That's a killer gang Killer, killer, woo,
Woo I be walkin' in Givenchy,
Broke nigga miss me Got your thotty tryna kiss me,
She seen that Bentley My young nigga servin' chickens,
Get a ten piece You ain't talkin' 'bout no figures,
Nigga miss me You not gang, you not with me, do you dig me?
Got a rod with that semi,
Racks I got plenty Nigga said he gon' get me,
Broke boy that's risky Niggas gossipin' like bitches,
They talk like Wendy Got an iced out burr and that bitch white gold
When you're gang then I'm sharing, you can get my poles Okay hold up,
All my young shooters lift your poles up All my trap niggas turn your
Stoves up, okay hold up Never see you in your hood,
No that's not where you're from Put them fifties in the glizzies,
We gon' slide then you're done In the Bentley, I'm in traffic,
Bitch I'm riding with my gun Ain't no chicken, I ain't aiming,
Ain't no thighs with this drum Uppin' this extension,
Step on my Givenchy Ridin' with that semi,
I don't talk like Wendy I been pourin' up this dirty,
Red got me trippy Leave a hater with that angry face like my Fendi
Rock Chanel with the Fendi,
Speaking of Fendi Shoot the F off a Fendi,
You niggas envy Swear to God right now I just took off a Hercules I
Got dogs with me now but most of my niggas in Cleveland East Got a
New slime chain and that bitch just ride in Rolls I got shots,
I got thots, place my balls in Kenny coves I got good Mall of America
On my wrist, suck my toes Bitch that's weather,
Change the motherfucker right from ice to cold Patty cake,
Patty cake In the kitchen cooking, I couldn't wait I'm out the way,
I give up space I can never have her go for a rate I will never slow
It down, catch the rate I put Rollies on the inside the plates Watch
Yourself when you're eating You just might eat a karat, ayy Yeah,
Dress in new Givenchy, I got the semi Drag race the Lamborghini,
This not a hemi, ayy Strapped up with the police,
They like the old me, ayy Bitch suck me so long,
She done caught a nosebleed, ayy I been on this drink,
Shit this lean on me shit, yeah I done popped a bean,
Man I can't eat shit, nah Pull up east of Cleveland,
I'm in a Rolls Royce, yeah All my niggas shooters,
They got the polls out, yeah Lil' one caught a body,
He want another one now Yellow bandana, you need to be cautious,
Yeah I popped one more Tesla,
I was in a Ferrari I got blue diamonds on,
Snoop Doggy I be walkin' in Givenchy,
Broke nigga miss me Got your thotty tryna kiss me,
She seen that Bentley My young nigga servin' chickens,
Get a ten piece You ain't talkin' 'bout no figures,
Nigga miss me (miss me) You not gang, you not with me, do you dig me?
Got a rod with that semi,
Racks I got plenty Nigga said he gon' get me,
Broke boy that's risky Niggas gossipin'
Like bitches, they talk like Wendy (let's go)