paroles de chanson Fish Fillet - Ezri , Desiigner , SosMula

Yeah yeah, (Git, git, thraah)
Yeah yeah, (Git, git)
Mula, (Pew, pew, pew),
(Git, git, trap)
Got my nigga Desiigner with me,
(Damn, son, where'd you get that from?)
(Thraah, git)
Nigga, Desiigner with me,
(Thraah)
Whole lotta Desiigner with me,
(Git, git, git, git)
(Git, git, git, git, git, git, damn son)

I'm doin' this for days
I'm getting rich, get paid
Dropping shit for days
Turn into fish filet
Then I'ma trap it out
Then I'ma back it out
Then I'ma mack it out
Hey, let me clap it out
I'm doin' this for days
I'm getting rich, get paid
Dropping shit for days
Turn into fish filet
Hit em and mack it out
Take all that trap shit out
Then I'ma mack it out
Hey, let me clap it out

I got a check, you bounce
You get a check, you bounce
Need to correct, I'm out
You niggas tryna collect the clout
Told 'em I came in here
To make a mess
I ain't come here to mess around
Too many texts
If you wanna get technical
I'ma to protect the crown
You can't deflect the rounds
I'ma keep 'em comin'
I'ma be direct as sound
I ain't doin' this for nothin'
Mama want me stuntin'
You think I'ma let her down?
Nigga, never
I compete in any weather
You better get to heavy metal
Niggas know that even better
I know every denim
Undercover every sweater
1 on 1, ever Letterman
Let 'em know we had to start at the sediment
Niggas didn't wanna let him in
I had to open the door like a gentleman
I'm the one you shouldn't meddle with
I'm the one you coulda got in the metal with
In the ghetto I'm a vet with the rhetoric
I don't fuck with niggas, I'm a confederate

I'm doin' this for days
I'm getting rich, get paid
Dropping shit for days
Turn into fish filet
Then I'ma trap it out
Then I'ma back it out
Then I'ma mack it out
Hey, let me clap it out
I'm doin' this for days
I'm getting rich, get paid
Dropping shit for days
Turn into fish filet
Hit em and mack it out
Take all that trap shit out
Then I'ma mack it out
Hey, let me clap it out

I'm getting rich today
I'm selling bricks at Ye
Get my clipper spray
Them bullets ricochet
Bank clips in the K
Ain't shit in the way
Take trips MIA
Same shit, different day
Pussy niggas running out their mouth
They doing too much talking
I'ma run up in that nigga house
And I'ma shoot up all 'em
Now the options looking for me
And them niggas never find me
Ran up like 20 bricks
Toast who I'm really killin'

I'm doin' this for days
I'm getting rich, get paid
Dropping shit for days
Turn into fish filet
Then I'ma trap it out
Then I'ma back it out
Then I'ma mack it out
Hey, let me clap it out
I'm doin' this for days
I'm getting rich, get paid
Dropping shit for days
Turn into fish filet

Bitch
Fuck out of here