Songtexte PERSONA - akunna

Jump in the car come lets see who the fastest
Race through the city, I never stopped gassing
Dictate the pussy I think I'm a fascist
She can't see my face I got nut her glasses
Don't get no caution, my functions a hazard
Niggas can't fly wit me, hiding in baggage
I turned 21 and I became a savage
I like when she stretch, know that pussy elastic
How you the chef, but you letting me cook
Niggas must think they exist in a vacuum
Sneak on the net, finding ways they can at you
But claiming that internet shit for the casuals

I take what I want do I don't need to ask you
She said she my anchor and i didn't budge
Flip through these bitches like, news TV channel
Get to this music like moth to a candle

Like when that bitch start to touch on my balls
How is you thirty-two still acting lame
You working for labels, I called you a slave
That 33 lashes for saying my name
Plus thirty four lashes for fucking with Tame
Plus thirty five lashes for asking for features
I told you fuck niggas we is not the same
All of your stripes come from rocking adidas

These niggas ain't got no persona
She from London she fuck wit the roaders
Pushin' T like I got a Daytona

Bubble butt she gon' make sure I fold up
She wan film it she fuck with the close ups
And these niggas just talk out they necks
Man they cant even match what they sold us

Bubble butt she gon' make sure I fold up
She wan film it she fuck with the close ups
And these niggas just talk out they necks
Man they cant even match what they sold us