paroles de chanson Saw - DefNOTBio

You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will change you like a tire
Figured out your name and where you stay, Adam's apple
Choppa got one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play
You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will change you like a tire
Figured out your name and where you stay, Adam's apple
Choppa got one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play (Don't wanna play)

I got this stick, it'll shoot ya dick for no price, I can change y'all gender
Y'all pussy, now a pack of leopards, I'm a cheetah, I'll fuck on ya bitch so quick
Then dip, checkmate, this chess, not checkers, no Carti or Cartier
See a whole lotta red through all this temper, grown man, I don't need no lecture
Spin 'round ya block, no sector, bitch, you on my nerves, I don't wanna be pestered
Oh, I ain't 'bout that? Check my records, I see why they hate, they can't handle a flexer
They never see my other side, I'm just a walking reflector 'til I push out these ideas like a movie projector
Eating wack MCs like Hannibal Lecter
For the Adam's apple, I'ma call a collector
I'm a cold hearted finesser
You better shut up like a closed dresser
All these bitches in my room, feel like Hugh Hefner
Too confident, all I breathe is smoke, I don't need no oxygen
On this beat I'm vomiting, one click from this blick could take away from ya life, no mileage
Ever since before this rhyming shit, I was stuck on all that ramen, bitch
Still kept my head high like I'm piloting

You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will change you like a tire
Figured out your name and where you stay, Adam's apple
Choppa got one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play
You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will change you like a tire
Figured out your name and where you stay, Adam's apple
Choppa got one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play (Don't wanna play)

I'll give 'em a call for that change, you'll left on the side like a pay phone
God's son, if you cross me, I'm sendin' you straight home, just like toosie, I'll slide with that Drac', ho
I'ma blow when I come around, tornado, get to crackin' them rounds
Yellow tips comin' out like some egg yolk, metal in his face, I'll light him up, he ain't Kano
Yeah, I lit him up, then it got dark, would've thought he was blinkin'
That headshot, let me know what he thinkin', .40 leave him wasted, would've thought he was drinkin'
When I serve him rounds, a plate of bullets is what he eatin'
I don't mean sauce, when his clothes drippin', he fuckin' bleedin'
It's not a game, but heads up, 'cause my '7 up, sprayin' at his neck like he freshened up
You a fuckin' bitch, like a Barbie doll they can dress you up, like a rocket ship, you'll be headin' up
I'm in my glow like I leveled up, thirty in my clip
Numbers on my side like a measure cup, ready for Satan if he ever come
Straight out the trenches, but the war isn't over, when the shooting stops, that's when it's over
Y'all hella fake, you dressin' up, not just in October
Push harder when I'm gettin' slower, keep a gun, it's in my holster
From a wild city to the neverland, I will send you over

You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will change you like a tire
Figured out your name and where you stay, Adam's apple
Choppa got one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play
You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will change you like a tire
Figured out your name and where you stay, Adam's apple
Choppa got one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play (Don't wanna play)

Gat gon' blow like a thottie, shoot at his feet, ain't no Megan with the body
Handguns only, never owned no tommy, on a grind, no sleep like Bobby
Aim, one click send 'em straight to the lobby, had her eat my dick, so she getting a lil' sloppy
He a follower, you know he gon' copy, put his ass to sleep, I ain't talkin', no Cosby
Comin' with the flows, yeah, feel real godly, feelin' like I'm DeJ Loaf, yeah, come try me
I'ma have to call her, "ice cream." by the way she topping
And when she on top, no stopping, I'm finna blow like the gun that's been poppin'
They can't see my talent, Ray Charles
He won't walk up to me, 'cause he fuckin' startled, jumpin through hoops for my brothers like portals
Fuck all the haters, ain't tryna be cordial, go ghost on ya bitch, she says shit paranormal
Two twins in the bed, and these pairs are not normal, one is in Gucci, one is in Fendi, that is their formal

What if you saw us? Pop off
Sawed-off, shotgun
Saw us? Pop off
Sawed-off, shotgun
Saw us? Pop off (Slik', Slik')
Sawed-off (Slik', Slik'), shotgun (Slikada-Slikadaice!)

You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will change you like a tire
Figured out your name and where you stay, Adam's apple
Choppa got one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play
You talkin' hard but you a liar, I won't spare you, I will change you like a tire
Figured out your name and where you stay, Adam's apple
Choppa got one in the neck, get to blowin' like a ref'
You will meet your fate, you don't wanna play (Don't wanna play)