paroles de chanson BRITNEY FREE (feat. BIG LAX, Era Green & TORO) - DJ Dax

Been with the gang forever, we Eternals
You a bitch nigga writing in a journal
I'm sick - nigga, I'm uncurable
They got me pissed off like a urinal
Feel like Cleveland Brown
You niggas is terrible
Big body nigga: you know that I'm durable
I just be balling on niggas like gerbils
Get high and blast off, I'm playing Kerbal
Shoot from the line, nigga
They are not guarding him
She called me "daddy" but I ain't her guardian
You a lame nigga, you is a charlatan
Blonde bitch, blue eyes: ugh, "Arian"
Damn... I meant Aryan
Incineroar
Spinning your block, Darkest Lariat
New pack in the mail
I'm off Delta-8 variant
See me and scream 'cause big dude - I'm the scariest

Y'all kept it a buck
I'm on Harriet Tubman
Failed hit on yo mans so we came for the cousins
My shooter's a migo, we got aliens coming
Bitch, I'm Hannah Montana
Got stadiums jumping
That's straight to the oven, and it ain't nothing
I said I'm a pop star, watch my K/DA
Got a bad Asian joint look from 88 something
Apple Watch Series Seven
Fuck a Goyard style
Under pressure, these niggas gon' hold R down
They like
"David, I get it, don't go hard now"
My choppas a Swiftie
When it get to singing
Leave you lying on the cold hard ground
AURENE blade on my hip when it's with me, bitch
Tell the jakes maybe he ain't or is he, bitch
Shawty just ate the glizzy, bitch
Let's get busy, they just freed out Britney, bitch

Lean bean mean screen, what 10K
Cash said "I'm up in this bitch"
What's up with this blunt?
This a Piccolo
Smoking Namekian
I'mma get lit than a bitch
What you say? I can't hear shit
I do not talk broke
Only speak to the rich
All these hoes on my body
You can't see the fit
All these hoes on my body
I'm covered in drip
My bitch not a ten, she more like 50
Hit from the back, now she look like Ricky
Baldheaded bitch and she look like who?
She topping it sweet when she give me the sticky
Keep a piece on my waist like a hippie, bitch
If you talking that shit, better hit me, bitch
This chop get to singing like Whitney, bitch
This not Era Green, this Britney, bitch

Walk down on 'em like LAX with a pump
Bitch, I been balling
Get buckets like chum
I'm at the top, bitch, and I'm 'bout to jump
I was down bad now she sucking me up
Smitty Werben Jae-
Yeah, bitch, I'm the one
You not on Fort and still jump off the bus
You want the bread, gotta get through the crust
You don't wanna win
Pussy, give it to us
I'm tired of playing around
Choppa Daisy how we laying them down
Bullets Avengers; we breaking your town
Came with the gang
Yeah, we taking them out
Came out the dirt like a zombie
Shout out my DEADMEN
We raising an army
They just freed Britney, we throwing a party
Gotta red pill, bitch
I'm popping a margaret
Unicorn Bros, we fuck up your apartment
Just getting started
Show me the target
I'm off the shits, bitch
I'm going re-
Sorry
I'm off the shits, bitch
I'm going dumb as fuck
She not allergic
She gobbling nuts
You not the truth
That's the problem to us
You don't go outside
Not a thot you could touch
I'm with my brothers like Starsky and Hutch