paroles de chanson Susquehanna (B-Side) - 11 LIT3S

On my way to Santa Fe
Met a girl from the south
Let me hit it like buffet
Back up there when I want
Drop that codeine for the flight
No belt to buckle down
Like to level up the field just before I hit the town
Upload the cash when I get paid
Cut a piece for my girl
All in on that first date
I don′t need nobody else

When I go to Stockholm she get sticky on the FaceTime
Never cared for that high end, man we laced now
Feeling lucid now these plans are going right
It's hard to stay in line with that pussy on my mind

In Valhalla I infuse with mariana
Drip balenciaga, her pussy susquehanna
Hunger hit her, then I finish on her stomach
Onto another when she channels onto drama
Cali in the middle melt like butter
Marble on the floor just for the summer
Leave your clothes at the door in Valhalla

Top down in London and I′m blacked out auto
Multiplying 2s, for the quatro then the ocho
Fly from the west to the right for that bolo
Selling them moods for the big chunk of bolo
Don't follow man made code no
I just live fast, fast money, move slow bro
Make your girl lay it up never give her that blow tho
She still spread her culo for the brothers in the back tho

Upload the cash when I get paid
Cut a piece for my girl
All in on that first date
I don't need nobody else

When I go to Stockholm she get sticky on the FaceTime
Never cared for that high end, man we laced now
Feeling lucid now these plans are going right
It′s hard to stay in line with that pussy on my mind
Hard to stay in line with that pussy on my mind
Hard to stay in line with that pussy on my mind