paroles de chanson Gorillas - Eli Fross

Y'all niggas be tryin to compete with me,
But I got to get to the lovely bag,
Since I was young couldn't eat for free,
So why do you think Imma share that bag,
Got dreams for the money the bag the honeys the racks my mom been
On a mission, if you ain't talking a bag the honeys the racks the [?]

What you know 'bout running from the spins?
Mommy crying, infants in the cribs,
Breaking doors looking for our shit,
Sorry kids but daddy missed the rent

Eli fross man I'm back again don't talk to no cops,
Keep guns in the mattresses, see he young moving packs and shit,
Deli says stay low, get back on this rapping shit,
But I ain't no advocate,
Became a bully the streets I'm a branch not no average twig,
And this life aint no acting shit,
You could die from this shit don't be aware who you mackkin with,
Your bitch wanna suck for the commas,
She think that I'm gunna the way that I show the drip,
This nigga is broke he a runna,
He don't get no chedda from moving the [?] and shit,
I gotta get the bag homie I gotta get to the cash homie Bs is all on
My ass homie you know that I'm doing the dash homie,
I gotta get to the bag homie I gotta get to the cash homie
Bs is all on my ass homie you know I'm doing the dash homie

What you know 'bout running from the spins?
Mommy crying, infants in the crib breaking doors
Looking for our shit, sorry kids but daddy missed the rent

I dream about money, I been about money,
Before all the money no noticing,
That boy moving funny that boy is a dummy,
I told you I've been in my murder shit, I gotta get to the money,
Yeezy drip please don't walk infront me,
Your main bitch ya I'm all up in her tummy,
It's like cheese yeah I'm gettin to the money,
Y'all niggas is mad that I get to the cash,
My bitch walk around with a Draco,
You try to run up you get done up she drill if I say so,
Taha, he tried to run up on me but his gat had no [?], *
Bap Bap* he really gonna know the drill when that gat reach my hand,
Sky high it's a shame he had to die another young black,
Young man, to fly, he gotta go chase a bag without a bag I'm no man

What you know 'bout running from the spins?
Mommy crying, infants in the crib,
Breaking doors looking for our shit
Sorry kids but daddy missed the rent

How you gonna hop out slide out pop out when I got Glocks
Out, only I hide out Glocks out lemme show you what I'm bout