Songtexte Tuesday - Geontay feat. Lewfy

Back it up, Toretto

Uh, ayy

Way before the pooh shiesty was shiesty, was tellin' these bitches I love them, but I didn't mean it

It took me a while to get them to listen, still niggas can't see me, I feel like John Cena

If she wanna throw it back, I'ma catch like receivers

She been threatened to leave, let her go, I don't need her

Baby bottle my line, I don't drink out two liters

Feel alone sitting next to the reaper

Put my song on, they gon blow out they speakers

I had me a dream, I'll sell out arenas

Wanna go from a honda to driving a Beamer

I did some dirt, I won't talk to them people

Pretty hoes be the devil, them little bitches evil

No pretty bitches that's strung off a needles

If you fall off they gon pack up and leave you

Don't play with my feelings, give a fuck how I treat you

Nobody was stressing over

This girl wish me luck like a four-leaf clover

Back in the day, never smoked, now I'm a stoner

I'm going on tour, need that foreign exposure

These bitches be needing attention

Better watch your little bitch to see who she DMing

I like when she on her knees while I'm preaching

That little bitch is a demon

My wrist be always glistening

Too many chains, my shit stay jingling

I stay antisocial, I'm keeping my distances

I'm playing these games, moral combat, I'll finish him

Taking his shit, I told him, have a good day

She wanna hop in my new Wraith

Go to the back and be good face

Double-cheeked up on a Tuesday

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I guess this the reason I don't like me

Way before Pooh, I been shiesty