paroles de chanson Semi (NBA Youngboy remix) - B$N

Double A Double A
(Dubba A Flex)
Am I ain't telling em shit
(Davidtellem)

I got a semi on me
I know shakil get to robbing come and get it from me
And yes I'm gunning for them stripes like I'm Thierry Henry
I make more than all them niggas why you penny watching
We hit balloons in the morning like let's get it popping
Come catch this smoke the type of time I'm on for anybody
How I'm supposed to lie in bed, when I'm barely honest
And I'm religious with my money when I'm getting profit
I got their cherries popping

Can I catch ya for a chinwag
Different vibe on this album but it still bangs
I don't care about the outcome Ima still trap
Stepping out of this V wagon with a big strap
My nigga steady getting cash up selling tic tacs
But Ima outwork half these rappers, it's a mismatch
You wanna test me, I'm examined, where the field at
I'm in givenchies, when I practise I don't give a damn
Lately I been feeling down, so I'm getting high
You wanna get it, come along with me
Forever nine what I'm banging I'm a menace to society
You might die when I'm angry, what in heaven is so wrong with me
I put time into my talent, aint no messing with my prodigy
All this crime got me anxious, I feel tension when I'm tryna sleep
In the lime, light I'm sour cuz these lemons that I'm tryna eat
In my mind I'm tryna balance, with this western like I'm Socrates
My whole life and how it happened is a blessing that I gotta reap
And my money going up, guess I'm investing in the monarchy
And my doors come like pianos, tell the gatekeeper I got the key
And I'm pretty as a flower, tell them girls to come and holla me
And I get busy in the bando, come and help me with the gardening
How I'm Turin in Milano, like I'm roaming for a coliseum
I might string you like a banjo, tug your chest
See how you heart'll bleed
Done me wrong Im getting past though guess you owe me an apology
Off and on I let it pass, don't test the rolly on my armoury
Got it on and fetched my cash, I blessed my brodie his economy
Rock or pop I let it blast, no resting slowly in the car with me
Hot as fuck, get riches fast
Don't let them phonies hit the spark you see
I got enough of this and that, won't let control me in the colony
We get the cash in, all the banks know not fuck with me
I'm busy scamming fuck a trap I'm dealing cards for free
And fuck a basket when I pass there ain't no guarding me
I run the addicts doing laps, nobody smart as me
I'm going manic when I rap, nobody hard as me
They say it's magic in the hat, you got a card for me
And when I'm rapping I get taxed for all the arsonary
Don't do no capping I spit facts, I'm talking honestly
And yes I'm packing, keep a strap, I got a rod with me
Love where my house is, but the trap is where I'd rather be
Don't know bout panic, I relax and let the choppa speak
Like the titanic, I might crash and cause a casualty
And I'm with my cavalry

I might fuck niggas up
I might fuck niggas up
I might fuck niggas up