paroles de chanson H00DBYAIR - Flozak

Uh, you gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
I'm fuckin' these bitches, alright
I'm havin' my way, alright, uh
My fingers, they muhfuckin' tight
My eyes are open, I'm high
I can't believe I can die
I just realized I was high
I was seventeen on the mic'
I'm tryna be Carti, not Mike
I'm a gigolo, ho, I bite
My whole career, they bitin'
Some niggas, they thinkin' they faster than me
Somebody should tell them they dyin'
I'm done with these niggas and dissin'
I just be pissin', I don't give a fuck
I know I'm on your mood board
Bitch, I'm tryna tell, your ho gon' fuck
All you ever do is copy, all you ever do is mock
Why you talkin' about me?
If you really got a problem, we can handle that problem
Yeah, body to body
Buffie the body
My bitch got body
Buffie the body
My bitch got body, yeah
My bitch got body
Yeah, my bitch got body
She screech like a hyaena when I get her body
Travel the world
Huh
Huh
Schyeah, hol' up
On tour with your girl
It's not my world
It's Mali world
And she's not my girl
She's Mali's girl
You play with my top
Get a referral
Put him in smoke, he reefered
Put 'em in a coffin
Put 'em in a coffin
Put 'em in a uh
Put 'em in a, uh
Put 'em in a coffin
I jump out the Lamb' truck
She thought that I lost it
I jump off my Redeye
Push out
Then I go to Boston
I stay with like ten thots, Austin
Everything is awesome
F-A, fuckin' awesome
Make sure you tell them niggas, "Watch me"
They don't know how I cross over
Double 0
Yeah, the biggest ever
We just gettin' ready for the crossover
Tell the driver he need to pull over
Let this bitch come top, then over
Nosebleed
Yeah, high speed
Huh, I can get the rollover
You been actin' funny and you fake poppin
Yeah, just like hot soda
Y'all niggas don't know how to grow up
I been a OG since I was younger
All of my friends are dead
Leave 'em in the cold
Put 'em in the tundra
I go Ray Charles, I cannot see her
I make her fumble
I was just in Texas with Aliyah, her pussy a jungle
They wanted this album to be offset
But
I told them, "I'm comin' normal"
When you play this shit
Wear a tux' young nigga
Like you in a formal
Hot
It's hot
Bitch, it's scorchin'
On the porch, New Yorkin'
She still tryna find young Jordan
I was twenty-four when I had lil' Onyx
(Then I had a daughter, I had a daughter too)
Twenty-seven when I had Yves
Now I can finally sleep
I let the sun
I let the sun beat me home
I let the moon
I let the moon save these hoes