Acquaa - Consequences paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Consequences - Acquaa




Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
You know what time it is
It's about damn time you all been waiting
I know you all been waiting
Here you go man
Yeah
Write me up
Like a little bitty bitch
Gun in hand
Going to hitty hit hit
Hit
Fucking up
Like an itty bitty kid
Shoot them up
Like a man with no bands
Shutting up
Like a band with no fans
Sucking up
Like a hoe with no mans
Shutting up like a hunter trying to kill
Hushing up like a man with no will
Cussing up like a fan who's claimed chill
Turning up like a flow that's damn cold
Fessing up like a snitch with no hold
Dressing up like a girl with no gold
Messing up like a shop with no sold
Damn
Always in trouble like a criminal
Criminal
Always do the least call it minimal
Minimal
Head on a swivel being visual
Visual
Always keeping low I'm subliminal
Call me MJ I'm the goat
Goat
Hold me back don't you dare let go
Beat them up got her crying mid show
In trouble like a criminal
Consequences got me staring at my phone
He don't know
Hold the throne
Garden knome
Post Malone
Shotta flow
Hit the hoe
Pick a bone
Get a loan
Make her moan
Even though we got to know
Not smart but still get a's
Not dumb and I still get laid
Maybe it's the game
Maybe it's the fame
Maybe its the name that determines
My fame and my game and my shame and my aim and
My flame and my blame and my claim
I don't know
But hey
Consequences betray
Friends won't stay
Hoes going to play
Money won't pay
Yeah
You know
You know
You know I still find a way
Yeah he still always finds a way
Always
This kid tweaking
Sneezing achoo
Achoo
Brother's going to snitch
Turn around snitching too
Damn
G on K call them gay
Might as well betray big boy J
Yeah
Fuck her in the room
From midnight to noon
Yeah
Use the latex don't make that girl due
No
Always straight as shit
Thank my boys at Blue Chew
Yeah
Get my dick right
Body count 22
22
Get me out of trouble don't commit no Homocide
Homocide
No escaping school this isn't no calming Country ride
Nope
Call me Elon Musk this ain't no fucking average Mind
No
Smoke it like it's Juice committing god damn Suicide
Dang
Ride me until I bust because
This game is what I trust
Don't you dare betray me because
Commitment is a must
Yeah
When your hand's are tied
Or you have to choose your side
Babies start to fuss
Or daddy starts to cuss
You think you the better one
We make you taste the slush
Damn
Baby suck me slow until I bust a nut



Writer(s): Joseph Acquaviva



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