Songtexte Global Access (feat. Lil Hexzy) - Pherah

I know real niggas,so she's shell
She got an eye to my jeans doing live
I thought I'd be grooving like Pfeiffer
But she really know where they can catch me if I gone

You know just leave,feel me real man
Niggas,they can't pass it,they can't close my global access
I just hear mama,now I'm the cashmama
The most super speedy on the U.S. Benz,give me

Mama niggas,I'm your driver
When I ride by,I get close for the soda
So many niggas respect till we all die
But I'm not much,small Fries

Yeah,see why my lips in the breath when I'm a rapper
This is it,your mama look like what I dust
She don't smoke,she doesn't even look like a jumper
I've been making great life for my progress

I've been my bag,you got dust from the shed
Cause I love green smoke,you like vegetable smoke up
You just want me to get out,see fucker
She's not a good girl,but I'm about her

This nigga is like a bird,but I know it's true he
Trust her,she got an eye to my jeans
You know,you know

It's not really way they can catch em,he far gone
You gon' need a couple jet lift keep it real
Nigga,I've been real close,yeah,I see
Global Access,love the motherfuckin' hard lip
Yeah,mama,I made it,no more Death pill

Super speedy on the road like a Benz,car
I was caught up in something,but I'm back here
Just almost have trouble,you won't like me,like 11 years
Do it really G'z,will you give it to me

Really,I don't think I'm really embracing peace
Psst,psst,psst
I don't think it's hard to love me
I just wanna upgrade your lifestyle

This nigga know there's nothing I ain't know
Now he's living in the smokehouse,smokehouse
Every day,we don't mind the smokehouse
Super speedy,we on the E-Way

E-Way's got you stopping at something
I'm already dope,mama,you're not my game
Psst,psst,and that nigga ain't got no cash,no
I ain't never done my rest,but somebody around him

They put money in me,somebody around me
You tell me that I be lonely
I'm up on the pills real
This feeling loves my diamonds

But this is like a moon
You let me know she love me
You let me know she be crunching like a dada
Just in the smokehouse,smoke out for everything

Just mind the smokehouse
She a nigga with me in the smokehouse
I've been speed up with my frog eyes
Yeah,every day,you got the smug all
Yeah,I've been there with my mind in the F eyes

It's no really way they can catch em,He far gone
You gon need a couple jet lift
Keep it real nigga with me,I'm close,yeah,I see

Global Access,love your motherfucking hot lip
Yeah,mama,I made it,no more death pill
Super speed on the way,like a benz car
I was caught up in something,but I'm back,yeah
Just I must have trouble,you won't like me like Eleven years

You're a vegetable all you know it's just to smoke up
Even though I'm in the shit,it's just a smoke call

We need the sauce,baby,we need the broth
So I pop a scope of something,but I'm not with back up
I just have a story,like eleven,years
I have to love myself,i tried my real best
If I have your lifestyle,you know ain't trying Relay

You see I am in a trance,can't hear the flop
Like this my flop,don't know how to stop
It's not real,you can't go wrong