paroles de chanson What If I Killed You? - J-all

I found a bitch layin′
In the back room
With her clothes off
Stab wounds on her body
Got no wallet
And her phones off
Wonderin' what could′ve happened
I was laughin'
Now the jokes off
Turns out that i killed her
It's a murder
In this hoes loft, awe shit
I found a bitch layin′ in the back room
With her clothes off
Stab wounds on her body, got no wallet
And her phones off
Wonderin′ what could've happened, i was laughin′
Now the jokes off
But i still don't remember commitin murder
In the hoes loft, awe shit

They say i killed her but i don′t recall it
Cuz i was just ballin downtown with the crew
Swear i ain't do it you ain′t gonna prove it
Cuz there ain't no cameras the fuck you gon' do?
Snatchin′ her soul, snatched ina wraith
Look at these hoes scared in the face
Pour the McQueen, naw i don′t need a chase
I see you starin'
There ain′t no comparin'
Cuz bitch i′m the barren
When i keep on tearin'
That pussy, you scarin′
Me what is you wearin'
Who bought you them earrings?
The fuck am i caring
I don't wanna see you no more it′s apparent
That i′ll make it out the burgh
Listen to my words
Now i'm flyin′ high
Soarin' like a bird
You won′t ever touch me
Make your vision blur
Askin' for a loan
She gon′ get deferred

I found a bitch layin'
In the back room
With her clothes off
Stab wounds on her body
Got no wallet
And her phones off
Wonderin' what could′ve happened
I was laughin′
Now the jokes off
Turns out that i killed her
It's a murder
In this hoes loft, awe shit
I found a bitch layin′ in the back room
With her clothes off
Stab wounds on her body, got no wallet
And her phones off
Wonderin' what could′ve happened, i was laughin'
Now the jokes off
But i still don′t remember commitin' murder
In the hoes loft, awe shit

Pull out the knife
Better pray for your life
Know we comin' tonight
Go and hide your crib
Let′s start a riot
The police a tyrant
No we ain′t defiant
I'm fightin′ for all of my
People locked up in the jails
One we day we breakin' em out of the cells
Pray for my homies i′m wishin' em well
I might be joining ya soon, time′ll tell
Man i swear these bitches run the bands up
Run the bands up
Put my hands up
I don't stand up
But u can stand in the coup
Take my chances
They outlandish
They out manned us
Couldn't stand us
Call my dawgs and we shoot
Cop a one way
Off the run way
Told the pilot
I need mileage
But he cannot compute
Why they always talkin? figurin out what i do
Playin with a devil but the devils in the food
I don′t listen when you′re talkin drama
I ain't gonna get myself caught in a jam
Please don′t try and test me
God he always bless me
But i still end up with shit in my hands
Bitch ain't wash her hands
She ain′t keepin' clean
I don′t understand
These is simple principles
Typical, say you
Gon' quit Juul then
Hit the Juul you're so cyclical

I found a bitch layin′ in the back room
With her clothes off
Stab wounds on her body, got no wallet
And her phones off
Wonderin′ what could've happened
I was laughin′ now the jokes off
Turns out that i killed her, it's a murder
In this hoes loft... awe shit
I found a bitch layin′ in the back room
With her clothes off
Stab wounds on her body, got no wallet
And her phones off
Wonderin' what could′ve happened, i was laughin'
Now the jokes off
But i still don't remember commitin′ murder
In the hoes loft, awe shit!

I found a bitch layin′
In the back room
With her clothes off
Stab wounds on her body
Got no wallet
And her phones off
Wonderin' what could′ve happened
I was laughin'
Now the jokes off
Turns out that i killed her
It′s a murder
In this hoes loft... awe shit