paroles de chanson Think I'm Playin' - Hxppa feat. Ethan Redick

Fuck this bitch off Hennessy
I'm rounding up the commas
They can't see (Guala)
I kill all my enemies
Fucking up the stu' and the sheets

People running up my phone
Like I'm home alone
All these bitches want my dick
But they can't get no dome,
Reebok on my feet, sheesh
All I do is eat
I'm a beast
See these lines and look between, yeah

Hop the Jeep, skrrt
Back out the driveway
Put her in reverse (Skrrt, skrrt)
Aye, Henny and dabs in the freezer
Sip on that shit by the liter
Supreme on my T-shirt
Rolling up reefer (Gas, gas)
Send in my verse for that feature
I hit up the plug
He pulling up
He drop it off at my leisure

I got the swoop
Gonna pull up in a minute
Gucci shades
Window tinted
Lights dimmin'
White linen
Take my keys
Girl, I've been sippin'

I be posted at the crib
Holding a quarter and a fifth
A couple hundred on my neck
Couple hundred on my wrist
And I'm 'bout to cash
And I'm buzzing off the Phix
She got me out of breath
Didn't know that was your bitch
Boy, that's a neck
Don't catch a fist

Lil' boy think he a threat
I pull up with my clique
Your bitch give me head
And I still give her lip
She wanted the check
I just gave her the tip
Boy, watch where you step
When I'm wearing the Timbs
The dabs glow in red
But my mind is dim
Shawty look bad
She dummy thick
Burberry plaid
She with the shits
My thoughts are wrapped
Around the curves of your hips, girl

I know you think I'm playing
Bitch, I go Super Saiyan
And it goes without saying
Drop guap like we're in Vegas
Mozart, Amadeus
I'm on your shawty playlist
You know I got aux
I ain't flipping through to stations, yeah

I'mma swoop you up in a minute
Girl I'm high on something
My aux bumpin', window tinted
Sunset losing pigment
Lil' mama likes my rocks
But I like the way she's rocking with it
I just popped a perky
God have mercy when it kick in

Yeah, we rolling up
Only getting tipsy off that purple stuff
Never pop pills
But yeah, she trying to fuck
Drop a couple tracks back to back
Made a couple bucks

I jump on a bag
like it's Double Dutch (Wait, what)
Roll a wood
twist a couple blunts (Yeah, yeah)
My babygirl likes to speak in tongues
There's no space between words in my lungs

Yeah, we rolling up
Only getting tipsy off that purple stuff
Never pop pills
But yeah, she trying to fuck
Drop a couple tracks back to back
Made a couple bucks

I know you think I'm playing
Bitch, I go Super Saiyan
And it goes without saying
Drop guap like we're in Vegas
Mozart, Amadeus
I'm on your shawty playlist
You know I got aux
I ain't flipping through to stations, yeah

I'mma swoop you up in a minute
Girl I'm high on something
My aux bumpin', window tinted
Sunset losing pigment
Lil' mama likes my rocks
But I like the way she's rocking with it
I just popped a perky
God have mercy when it kick in