paroles de chanson Blue Faces - Landstrip Chip , Fetty Luciano

Pocket full of money, all blue face hundreds
I just ran through a fifty, got a new safe comin'
Spent a band on my jeans and my shoes eight hundred
Bet them niggas get to runnin'
When they hear that K drummin' (Brrt)
Cartier, I just put some new frames on it (Frames on it)
I just signed to Def Jam
Now they all hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Come and get ya bitch
She think I'm running game on her (Game on her)
Song wit' Chip and Fetty, bitch
They all waiting on it (They all waiting on it)
Free my niggas locked behind
The wall doin' fed time (Free 'em)
Working all night long cause I got deadlines (Yeah)
Half my niggas on probation totin' that lead iron (Brrt)
These niggas mad I came up but shit I stayed down (Up)
I ain't got time to lay up, these hoes get laid down (Down)
Even though I ran my change up
I'm with my same rounds (Whoa)
Walking around my city chained up but I can't change now
This shit ain't nothing new
Been popping since the playground
Riding with my nines running
Circles you'll get lapped up (Huh?)
Standing ovation on your block
When shit get clapped up (Brrt)
You put these hoes before your paper
That shit backwards (Yeah)
You put these hoes before your paper
That shit backwards
Pocket full of money, all blue face hundreds
I just ran through a fifty, got a new safe comin'
Spent a band on my jeans and my shoes eight hundred
Bet them niggas get to runnin'
When they hear that K drummin' (Brrt)
Cartier, I just put some new frames on it (Frames on it)
I just signed to Def Jam
Now they all hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Come and get ya bitch
She think I'm running game on her (Game on her)
Song wit' Chip and Fetty, bitch
They all waiting on it (They all waiting on it)
Waiting on it
Bitch they waiting on it (Yuh)
I just gotta K and put a red beam on it (Beam on it)
Before I air it out
Gotta check the scene homie (Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk)
This is some new drip
It's a tidal wave coming (Tidal wave comin')
22 more months, Bobby, Rowdy, they coming (Woo)
Pull up on ya block you gon' hear
Them things drumming (Hear them things drumming)
They judge and the DA try to
Take the fame from us (They try to take the fame)
But we gon' keep leveling up
And stay the same, homie (Stay the same)
AR got a neck like guitar, I'ma rockstar (Rockstar)
V10 in the back do the dash like a NASCAR (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Window rolled down when they running
Like some track stars (Like some track stars)
I made a million (I made a million)
I would shoot at civilians, yah
Pocket full of money, all blue face hundreds
I just ran through a fifty, got a new safe comin'
Spent a band on my jeans and my shoes eight hundred
Bet them niggas get to runnin'
When they hear that K drummin' (Brrt)
Cartier, I just put some new frames on it (Frames on it)
I just signed to Def Jam, now they all hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Come and get ya bitch
She think I'm running game on her (Game on her)
Song wit' Chip and Fetty, bitch
They all waiting on it (They all waiting on it)