paroles de chanson Cryptic - Iamyounglupe

Real nigga, do real things
All white, like cocaine
Human torch, thats flame on, I'm Hank Hill, got propane

Booth lit, better tip the scales
Sip it slow, like a fxcking whale
I, been, had, all, these, bars, you would think that I'm running a fxcking cell

Turnt up, to the maximum
I got swagg, and then some
Vans, jeans and a white tee
That's daily, can't see me

Turnt up, to the maximum
I got swagg, and then some
Vans, jeans and a white tee
That's daily, can't see me

Anybody got a fxcking problem, tell these niggas, that, I got, nothing but time
Anything less than the best, then you already know, it ain't, comparing to mine

Hot as the sun, look at me, and go blind
Heard a couple rumors, know they all lying
Mothafxckas better come to the source
Follow my lead, like I'm holding a torch

I feel like Beyoncé and Nicki, I'm feeling myself
I'm getting this money, now double your wealth
I'm moving in silence, my nigga that's stealth
Fxck what you heard, I got wins on my belt

Jacksonville, 904, nigga, we here
Dying is something a nigga don't fear
Drinking and driving, I swear I saw clear
All I really know is

Real nigga, do real things
All white, like cocaine
Human torch, thats flame on, I'm Hank Hill, got propane

Booth lit, better tip the scales
Sip it slow, like a fxcking whale
I, been, had, all, these, bars, you would think that I'm running a fxcking cell