paroles de chanson vetement jeans (Bonus Track) - AMOS 747

747

VETEMENTS jeans, huh
Yeezy my feet, huh
Designer on me, yea
This drip was not cheap, yea
We smoking on trees, yea
In the middle of the streets, yea
Give a fuck what you seen, yea
Give a fuck what you heard, yea
Bitch I'm fly like a bird, yea
Give me brain like a nerd, yea
Walk around on your turf, yea
We call shots like its Nerf, yea
Walk around feeling cursed, yea
Might wake up in a hearse, yea

Riding too fast can't slow me
Don't come pretend
Fuck the fakes
You don't know me
I just wanna live and take care of my mommy
Talking all that shit we pull up like the army

Slatt
Uh woah, yea
Yea
Pop another pill like I'm Max Paine, huh
See through the fakes like a glass, huh
Need pain killers, I don't wanna feel, huh
Yea
Ride around town like I'm Mad Max
Shorty get bagged like a backpack, huh
Shorty get ate like a Big Mac, huh
Posted on your block with Cmac
Aye

Ohh-oh-oh
Lil shorty
Oh-oh-oh
Ohh-oh-oh
Lil shorty stop playing
Yea-ay

Hope I live till tomorrow, yea
Drowning all in my sorrows, yea
See the pain in her eyes, yea
I can see the disguise, yea
She can see through the lies, yea
I can read on her mind, yea
Feel the hate and it's mine, yea