paroles de chanson PUSH - Connxtion

(Say it like)
(Do it again)
(Do it again, do it one more time)
(Right now?)
(Yeah)
(Aight)
FUCK CONNXTION

Always feeling outta pocket
Never meant it but i never half cock it
Top 2 realest, danny he my mr stockton
I dont spit i just hawk it
Hit the block and
Got my lil uzi
We just wanna rock it
Never slow down
Never stopping
Til we blow the fuck up like rockton
Bring up the smoke like the ganja do
And i only big step like a monster do
Got my homies on deck when im rocking you
And you dont know me when angry think im mocking you
When im with ya bitch, dont think i ball out
She start the movie, i spark a doobie til its all out
Come sock it to me, i hawk a loogie on it know what im saying
Fuck around the clock make me think this shit a game

Rapping, this that beep boop music
Been up for 3 days
Man I might just lose it
Shadow man in the corner
Seeing straight delusions
My boy look mad normal
But hes fucking stupid
Whatever man im on tho
Rapping with my eyes closed
Oceangate sub, putting pressure
Then you implode
Going and i just flow
Running up a check
Go and spend it on some good dro

Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run down the steps as i count out the racks
My lyrics gon make you stop writing your tracks
She wanna spark it up, and i told her perhaps
Yea and i told her perhaps
Yea and i told her perhaps
Yuh
He think he went and put the X on the map
They went and dissed all on how that boy trap
Say you the shit, get the cap out your rap
Fuck out my way while im whipping the jetta
When i cook a verse i get better and better
Your drips from kohls you know my fit wetter
You think you different for stacking the cheddar
My cheese is foreign i only stack Feta

26 letters in my name bitch
(spell it out)
Fuck you, and whoever you came with
(get em out)
Got the dawg in me, dawg in me
(let em out)
Civilians call the cops on me
(kill em all)
Drop a million, shit monopoly
Fucking everything, girl you this aint monogamy
Yo bank half empty thank god you pessemist
Fake ass bitches, fact check who you messing with
Real ones know
This connxtion bitch
This connxtion bitch
This connxtion bitchhh
Industry plants, me and danny going toe to toe
I dont got no crew with me, this aint ovo
I dont fucking do pity, bitch im born to roll
And we stuck in screw city, i aint going home

Just got out of work, im rapping in my fucking uniform
Yall lame as hell you cut and paste, you fucking uniform
Bitch I never lose even if you count the score wrong
Walk into the spot they get to screaming like a corn song
Money stacking up, bank roll like a mile long
New album banger repercussion like a damn gong
LUCKI hear this shit, this my four leaf clover
They gon play this back like over and over
Rapping like im coked out but im sober
GO

I spark up the dutch
4 vs 1 now im coming in clutch
Hands on my cash
Try it again and you gon do the dash
Your fit is trash
Settle the beef with a switch and some smash
Drop to the floor like a stock market crash
Call me Travie bitch you know that its lit
Im a real rager tackle you in the pit
Hit it so good said she need more of it
KO ten times im like Goku at the tournament