paroles de chanson WRECK (feat. dirtyLon) - 44LA

Got these bands
Ain't no new friends
Ima pull up the spot and I wreck
Lamborghini with the new tint
Ride the top down
So I flex
Yellow diamonds look like new piss
Halo yea
That's all on my neck
Devil tempting me with new sins
On my left shoulder
Sign a check
They cannot pray death upon me
Cause I know when it is
Handing paper out to hoes
Those my Scotts them my kids
Gated with the long driveway
When I pull up to the crib
They ask why they didn't get an invite
Man it is what it is

I would say sorry
Or some stupid shit
But you won't be missed
Pulled up with the whole gang
Them my slimes them my kin
Yea she said she want the whole thing
Blew a kiss in the wind
Shawty top give me all brain
But she swear we just friends

Working through all these Hemotions
Got the syrup in my motions
Diamonds I swear they be choking
Swish swish swallow now I be rollin
Switch Switch with the lanes
Put the metal to the floor now I'm floorin
Spread my wings then I fly
Up in the wind catch me now now I'm soarin

Up in the wings yea yea thats a foriegn
Push to start got no keys me demon be roaring
Hit her up shoot and swish swear I keep scoring
She the runner up on the bench cause her man is boring

Got these bands
Ain't no new friends
Ima pull up the spot and I wreck
Lamborghini with the new tint
Ride the top down
So I flex
Yellow diamonds look like new piss
Halo yea
That's all on my neck
Devil tempting me with new sins
On my left shoulder
Sign a check
They cannot pray death upon me
Cause I know when it is
Handing paper out to hoes
Those my Scotts them my kids
Gated with the long driveway
When I pull up to the crib
They ask why they didn't get an invite
Man it is what it is

Shit it is what it is
I pop out the cut
Then I spray at your friends
That bitch ain't want me
So I'm fuckin her friend
Hittin it twice
Then I hit it again
If I twitter ties
I'm fucking on twins
Me and luke yea
We back at it again
You know it's Lonnie
Bitch I stand on all ten
And we still rockin
Gucci watches in the pen

Take a trip round the globe then I do it again
I stay on paper like some motherfucking print
You didn't belive boy you beggin to him
I hit him twice I didn't even flinch
Bitch I'm so fresh and so clean like a mint
Slimin' em all I be poppin my shit
I be walk in that bitch
I be poppin my shit
I be screaming 4L
I ain't cappin and shit

Walk in that bitch and you know that
I'm smackin I'm clappin'
You know that I ain't ever did cappin
Niggas be talking and typing
Just hatin just faking
Just know they can't get a reaction
Walk in that bitch and I'm lit
I'm poppin my shit
You know that I'm fresh as a bitch
Walk in that bitch and I'm lit
You know it ain't shit
I hop in that Lamb and I drift

Got these bands
Ain't no new friends
Ima pull up the spot and I wreck
Lamborghini with the new tint
Ride the top down
So I flex
Yellow diamonds look like new piss
Halo yea
That's all on my neck
Devil tempting me with new sins
On my left shoulder
Sign a check
They cannot pray death upon me
Cause I know when it is
Handing paper out to hoes
Those my Scotts them my kids
Gated with the long driveway
When I pull up to the crib
They ask why they didn't get an invite
Man it is what it is