paroles de chanson Activities - Blud Lorde

Hi it's little ole me
Shout to my twin, shout to o.g
And I run with gangland I'm not lonely
Write my own songs and make my own beats
Bring me own weed and b.y.o.b
Throw my check watch it fall slowly
Private jets and it's all on me
Rode the boat out to the jet skis
And I came with my gang
10 hunnit thousand we going insane
I can blow out yo chest I can blow out yo brain
Gimme yo watch nigga gimme yo chain
Said what size do you wear finna take everythang
Meet me outside with the gang
If scuffle inside imma reach for the thang
Beat with a chair you get stabbed in the brain
Imma break me a bottle start going insane
Bitch Holy fuck why this nigga so crazy
I got fifty brothers and bitch I'm the baby
Don't fuck with me or you fucking with gang
Then we body niggas then we throw a parade
Day of the dead so we dance on yo grave
Choppers extended 100 round k
They started bussing so we let it spray
Shoot up yo house just to ruin yo day
Yah
I'm on some fuck shit
How you a freak and you claim you don't suck dick
Spit dripping down, I don't wanna touch it
Stop grabbing my hand I don't wanna rub it
Stop pushing my head I don't wanna suck it
I'll call up my mans cuz he wanna fuck it
It ain't no fun if dawg can't fuck it
Don't look in my eyes, not falling in love bitch
Rich nigga with an attitude watch tell the time and the latitude
Nigga going up check my altitude
Thankful for the pussy showing gratitude
I whips pussy, I don't give a damn bout a attitude
She gone talk about it to her best friends
I ain't worried cuz bitches gone chatter
Momma was married so I'm not a bastard
Gucci and Louis with checkerboard pattern
When you got confession you speak to the law
When I got confession I speak to a pastor
I drop a beat then I'm going bananas
What's on my feet with some Dolce Gabanna
Material bitch so I call her Madonna
Touch on yo body? call you Mariah

Went to the jeweler and copped me some diamonds
This A Miché, this a Bulgari
This a Dior, this one a Carti
This one a Gucci, this one Amiri
This one a Louis, This a Versace
This one a Fendi, This one a Prada
I can keep going if we in my closet
And don't get me started on belts and wallets
Come with a Choppa
Tote stick Harry Potter
My minions banana
My pina colada
I Work for a comma
My niggas with drama
My big brother trim his bushes with a llama
Married to lonna
Bought Gucci for momma
Bought Louis and Prada
My shoes is designer
I shoot in designer
Like Cupid with chopper
I Do what I wanna
Don't live with my momma
No
I wanna float
Bought me a mansion and built me a moat
I wanna water plane fuck a boat
I wanna helicopter and goat
I want an Island
I want choker
I want a white bitch doing Coke
I want a drink
I want a smoke
I want a Gucci fur custom coat
Enough about shit that I want
Being a simp is just something I wont
Alahu Akbar cuz I'm boudta blow, Woah
Fuax Fur when it snow
Came just to go
3 chains on
Give me yo number don't need mine fo
Takes her clothes off and leave mine
Drop the beat then she ring my tone
God damn
Gimme a hood rat
Got good head, throwing good back
Rapping my songs while she look back
Got a little middle with a big back
Got select fire on the kickback
Got a green beam on the stick
Mean nigga with an attitude
Bitch I been a thug before the facetat