rixhrebel - 7/11 Songtexte

Songtexte 7/11 - rixhrebel




No VVS diamonds, I got me some karats
I ran up my money since I was like 7
I'm trappin' my gas feel like 7/11
These niggas be hating but they always staring
They say they gon slide but they Glock be jammin'
The way I get paper it feel like I'm scamming
He said that he shot but he ain't do damage
I feel like a rilla go on a rampage
Put my mask on, I feel like a bandit
He said that he hurt gotta put a band aid
I feel like a god, I send him to heaven
I'm at 32 but sometimes I'm at Hammond
I live in the cold like I was a Mammoth
I got off my ass, I had to go get it
These nigga, they mad cause they see me winning
No one can hurt me, I never had feelings
I have many problems, I might do some killin'
My dick in her mouth, I call it wet willy
I got me a Uzi, did not come from Philly
That nigga a joke, I know that he silly
These niggas be pussy, they never confront me
I talk to my guap, I love me some hundreds
These niggas start seeing me and they start running
I'm wrapping this guap round me like a mummy
No VVS diamonds, I got me some karats
I ran up my money since I was like 7
I'm trappin' my gas feel like 7/11
These niggas be hating but they always staring
They say they gon slide but they Glock be jammin'
The way I get paper it feel like I'm scamming
He said that he shot but he ain't do damage
I feel like a rilla go on a rampage
Telling my niggas we up fosho
It took us some time but we good fosho
These niggas got guns just for show
They said they bout it but they don't blow
I'm fucking his bitch but he don't know
We setting him up when he walk through the door
Make him give it up and that's on my bro
Look at the time its 4:44
Yea, look at the time its 4:44
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhmm
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhmm
Yea, yea, rixhrebel
No VVS diamonds, I got me some karats
I ran up my money since I was like 7
I'm trappin' my gas feel like 7/11
These niggas be hating but they always staring
They say they gon slide but they Glock be jammin'
The way I get paper it feel like I'm scamming
He said that he shot but he ain't do damage
I feel like a rilla go on a rampage
I get to the money, I get me a bag
I can not relate cause he go out bad
Nike to Louis, I got me some swag
I'm loving my haters cause they make me spazz
I'm never going broke, that was in my past
I'm living my living, this shit is so fast
I speed in the highway and I might crash
I'm going so fast cause I hit the gas
No VVS diamonds, I got me some karats
I ran up my money since I was like 7
I'm trappin' my gas feel like 7/11
These niggas be hating but they always staring
They say they gon slide but they Glock be jammin'
The way I get paper it feel like I'm scamming
He said that he shot but he ain't do damage
I feel like a rilla go on a rampage



Autor(en): Luis Balbuena Bustos


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