paroles de chanson abc - Broke Boi J

Yeah, go, go

Huh, yeah, I'm here to wreak havoc
We gon' put that boy on the TV
Since he claim he want static
Ha, ABC, got the K on me
Count one two three, let him have it
Yeah, gon' grill that boy up
Gon' cook that boy up
Like I'm binging with babish
My girl fine, yeah she the baddest
Talk on her, put you in the past tense
I make the bands stretch, like elastic
My girl natural, I ain't doing no plastic
Put him in the air
We gon' make that boy intergalactic
We ain't got time to spare
My goon gon' make him disappear like magic

Who are you
Talk down, introduce him to thing one and thing two
If I pull up, you ain't doing nothing
So I ain't worried bout you
In my phone playing games
You ain't got nothing better to do
In the Rover, and my gun got Range
Nine-six riding with me, let him shoot

Choppa got arms and legs
But it still tear your limbs off
He gon' duck from the stick
Like that boy playing Limbo
Twin glocks on me
Yeah, them hoes kinfolk
If you don't get to the cheese
I don't know what you here for

SRT or the Scat
Get to the cheese, you know that
And my choppa go (blatt)
And my pockets on fat
(JKM how you get to the bands like that)
I don't know man, been counting bands
In my crib, yeah, math, uh

Huh, yeah, I'm here to wreak havoc
We gon' put that boy on the TV
Since he claim he want static
Ha, ABC, got the K on me
Count one two three, let him have it
Yeah, gon' grill that boy up
Gon' cook that boy up
Like I'm binging with babish
My girl fine, yeah she the baddest
Talk on her, put you in the past tense
I make the bands stretch, like elastic
My girl natural, I ain't doing no plastic
Put him in the air
We gon' make that boy intergalactic
We ain't got time to spare
My goon gon' make him disappear like magic