paroles de chanson Pieces - Devy Shh

Devy, pick up the phone

Break yo' heart in pieces, that's what I'ma do
You gotta be stupid if you think I need you
Roll up some dope and then get high, you tryna see my view
I had to switch the style cus I can't fuck with how you move, yeah
I got up in my bag, I had to hit the stu
I love to flex, I love to brag, you see these hunnids blue, yeah
Straight up to the bank is where I'm running to, yeah
Straight up to the bank is where I'm running to, yeah

I'm moving on, I'm giving up, yeah
I'm losing trust
I fell in love with all the people that done left me in the dust
They laughed when I was down but now they hand out cus I'm up
And you ain't never hit my line but now you call and say wassup
This shit is stupid
These niggas hate, but it's okay
I got some new shit
Pour up a 4, roll up a 8th
I'm getting zooted
These niggas hate, but it's okay
I got some new shit
I'm feeling ruthless
She keep on calling, blowing up my line
I think this lil bitch done, lost her mind
I mix that Wockhardt with that lemon lime
I need that money, not you, I'll be fine
She keep on calling, blowing up my line
I think this lil bitch done lost her mind
She walin'
She wan' be my bae
For the night yah
She ain't here to stay

Break yo' heart in pieces, that's what I'ma do
You gotta be stupid if you think I need you
Roll up some dope and then get high, you tryna see my view
I had to switch the style cus I can't fuck with how you move, yeah
I got up in my bag, I had to hit the stu
I love to flex, I love to brag, you see these hunnids blue, yeah
Straight up to the bank is where I'm running to, yeah
Straight up to the bank is where I'm running to, yeah

They don't wanna see me win
They just wanna see me lose
I gotta get to the cash
The green, the pink, the blue
A lot of bitches pick and choose (uhh)
I feel like you gotta move (uhh)
You niggas can't walk in my shoes
Red bottoms, I be stepping in Loubs'
Niggas hating on me, I got the juice
Pocket watching, they be watching my moves
You don't want smoke like a Juul
I feel like Uzi, I can't lose
I feel like Uzi, I can't lose, yeah
Yeah, I feel like Uzi, I can't lose
When I come around, you niggas can't win
I count up the hunnids, I don't want no friends
I need me a rarri, I need me a Benz
SLATT!
I need all my bitches a 10
Double back on the block and we scoring
Run up a check and now everything foreign
These bitches keep calling, ignore it
Double my cup and the lean, I'ma pour it
This shit got me sleep, snoring
Big body, a Jeep, floor it
Sold out shows cus I'm important
Diamomds dancing on me, soon be touring

Break yo' heart in pieces, that's what I'ma do
You gotta be stupid if you think I need you
Roll up some dope and then get high, you tryna see my view
I had to switch the style cus I can't fuck with how you move, yeah
I got up in my bag, I had to hit the stu
I love to flex, I love to brag, you see these hunnids blue, yeah
Straight up to the bank is where I'm running to, yeah
Straight up to the bank is where I'm running to, yeah yeah