Gwylo - Regardless Songtexte

Songtexte Regardless - Gwylo




Yeah, ooh
I'm going hard, gas in the car, gas in my lungs regardless
I'm dripping hard, drip like the water, I make it rain regardless
Racks in the sky, racks on the floor, I still got money regardless
Now tell me who is the hardest
So many bars I don't know where to start it
Intoxicated from being the greatest
Still drinking till I'm gone at every party
This shit ain't nothing to me
But for everyone else I am sure it is something to see
Dripping is nothing to me
I could keep it a buck but you'll get a bucket from me
I am the man, you know that I won't say it again
All you haters apart of the plan, all you haters are already fans
Blow the wind like I'm blowing the smoke
You lot are funny knew it was a joke when y'all started hating
But ain't no debating I'm here for the taking
I'm making my opposition turn to ghosts
Why you laughing I ain't feeling the vibe
Gave your bitch a funny feeling inside
Check 'em out, I'm the ear doctor
'Cause they wanna know if they ain't hearing it right
Sleeping on me they been snoring loud
I'm the one who's fucking talking now
Haters never gonna want me around
Got so mad they started walking out
I'm going hard, gas in the car, gas in my lungs regardless
I'm dripping hard, drip like the water, I make it rain regardless
Racks in the sky, racks on the floor, I still got money regardless
Yeah yeah
Yeah, look, what's that
It's over, It's over, It's over
It's over, It's over, It's over
It's over, huh, look
It's over for y'all like the bars
Gas station but there ain't any cars
Old joke you sitting on the toilet
I'm too hot you can't even boil it
I won't stop you can't compete
This beat going dumb as hell
Lift your game like the dumbbells
The instrumental needing some bells
This world needing some hell
I'm bringing Satan with me as well
I just came back from a drive-by didn't know they could dance well
No stick I'm throwing hands too
Post-show I want my bands too
Ain't the boys this the man crew
We be doing what you can't do
I sleep with a clenched fist
Fuck it I won't even rest bitch
Fucking with me I'll put a red dot on your head
Won't be sleeping when I put you to bed
Won't be breathing when this song drops
You a whole clown with the long socks
And the red nose and the white face
And there ain't another rapper like me
Ain't another other tryna other me
Ain't a broke bitch tryna cover me
Ain't a mother fucker think he all that
Not a single chance will he brother me
Not a single woman tryna cuff, ya boy
Love is fake and a whole lie
But I'll still let your hoe try
She gon give my dick a blow-dry, ugh
I'm going hard, gas in the car, gas in my lungs regardless
I'm dripping hard, drip like the water, I make it rain regardless
Racks in the sky, racks on the floor, I still got money regardless



Autor(en): Giulio M. Mian



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