paroles de chanson don't wanna argue :( (Bonus) - Detrill

Don't wanna argue no more
If you do then we uping the score
Catch him in traffic we letting it blow
If he try to shoot we ain't letting him go
How you a opp but you say you my bro
We stacking that bread we stacking that dough
And now we get green we gon stack up some more
Just bought some rick owens to snap up my show

Most yall niggas ya'll really be phony
Drink rainbows like my little pony
How we beef and you don't even know me
Now i'm passing the ball like i'm Kobe
He not dead but we keeping it lowkey
All these cops round my car getting smokey
Man I swear yall niggas be nosey
In my business while i'm getting trophies yeah yeah
Bad bitch thick she named Sophie yeah
All green on me like loki yeah
And you know we running in four deep yeah
Keep the gang on me like 4PF
And we burnin him so he get toasty yeah
Put the burner on him he get smoked in here
We don't give a fuck if we perform with them yeah
Talking shit what really get you smoke in here

Okay
The rapping shit all for a prize
When I show up tell that nigga don't hide, hide
These diamonds make you blind
Can't trust that bitch she lie
We reaching for the light
Shoot at you and your guy
And they move when we in sight
Your bitch ride me like i'm a bike woah

Don't wanna argue no more
If you do then we uping the score
Catch him in traffic we letting it blow
If he try to shoot we ain't letting him go, oh

You thinking this shit is a game
Til' we up it and aim at your brain
With the glocky im going insane
What it do baby girl what's your name
His flow and my flow are the same
You know he the one that you blame
Can't do all this shit for the fame
For the cash just in case that it rain
All these niggas is jokes they lame
Gave that nigga a place to stay
Just for him to be a snake woah
All these bitches play woah woah
All these bitches play woah woah
I swear all these bitches play woah

Normally go with the flow but
I'm starting the wave when i'm off of the drink
Don't need no blow but i'm im puffing the smoke
When I walk in they say that I stank
She's a bad bitch didn't fuck with me back then
But now that i'm up wanna change
Getting practice I be chasing the bag when it starts
Know i'm winning the race

Even if I don't end up in first place
Know i'm always the longest to last
I was lazy up in school didn't do none my work
Mama fearing that I wouldn't pass
And we skipping class early morning
Walking off of the campus to roll up some gas
And we did it fast on the way back we was laughing
Cause both us was high off our ass

Really want finer things gotta get to the cash
Got no time for waiting gotta get to the bag
Dirty got me swerving god I hope I don't crash
I be chilling in the clouds but my jet don't lag

Don't wanna argue no more
If you do then we uping the score
Catch him in traffic we letting it blow
If he try to shoot we ain't letting him go oh