paroles de chanson Hypothermia (feat. Jake Skinner) - Hxppa

Came through plain rude
Ballin' since the debut
Main dude MIA
She just might show me what them legs do
Suede shoes, break boost
She go straight to Grey Goose
Bottles in the lab
I tell her all we do is make moves

I might pop the trunk
See what this 30 does
Dirty cups
Chains in the booth
Get hypothermia
I got my sight on the paper
I got a 9 with a laser
I lay 16s with no mercy
Y'all need to hurry up

Shawty always switch up
Got these new broads sniffin'
My crews move different
Chasing paystubs
I like my checks handwritten
I got a blessed ambition
I'm tryna get the the riches
I'm Gucci waist up

I might hit up Neiman just to pass time
Since I started getting placements
I can't act right
All she do is bat eyes, lip biting
But this graphite keep writing
Baby, I don't shop no Gally
Louis, matte white
Cost like four, five bricks
I'm cutting it no short, no pics
I'm dropping corks like hits
Catching mad vibes
You don't sport like this
And you don't pour like this
I just might board my crib
To keep my cash right

Came through plain rude
Balling since the debut
Main dude MIA
She just might show me what them legs do
Suede shoes
Break boost
She go straight to grey goose
Bottles in the lab
I tell her all we do is make moves

Cypher in the pad
Gotta tell 'em bring the Frankies
Stu up in the penthouse
Shit I'm even in the state streets

Make rules
Raise roofs
Hit that shit like Babe Ruth
Boy these ain't no J. Crew
I don't trip on what these lames do

I might pop the trunk
See what this 30 does
These diamonds all up on my neck
It's hypothermia
Came up from them trenches
Jumping fences with them dirty cups
Happa got them speakers in the Benz and
We ain't heard of ya, nah

We in the club on a Tuesday
Steady throwing hundreds
But I swear that ain't no loose change
Shawty want the D'usse
Baby come through
I don't really give a fuck 'bout what your dude say
Seeing different colors, no mood ring
Steady popping Perkys, no toothache
They been saying
Skinner make the rules change
They've been saying
Skinner on a new wave
Found a lil' bad bitch
Turned her to my boo thang

Now hold on
She getting dirty in the worst way
And she prolly leaning off the purp drank
And she could prolly flip a bird, mane
The way she throw it back
Man, she come in first place
And I'm like

Came through plain rude
Balling since the debut
Main dude MIA
She just might show me what them legs do
Suede shoes
Break boost
She go straight to grey goose
Bottles in the lab
I tell her all we do is make moves

Cypher in the pad
Gotta tell 'em bring the Frankies
Stu up in the penthouse
Shit I'm even in the state streets

Make rules
Raise roofs
Hit that shit like Babe Ruth
Boy these ain't no J. Crew
I don't trip on what these lames do

I might pop the trunk
See what this 30 does
Dirty cups
Chains in the booth
Get hypothermia
I got my sight on the paper
I got a 9 with a laser
I lay 16s with no mercy
Y'all need to hurry up

Shawty always switch up
Got these new broads sniffin'
My crews move different
Chasing paystubs
I like my checks handwritten
I got a blessed ambition
I'm tryna get the the riches
I'm Gucci waist up