paroles de chanson Deal wit it! - JacobyMccrayTM

I've been in my bag
Let's go
Told that boy to stop it
Cuz I know he gon' fold
You be capping for the internet
You ain't gripping poles
I spend my money
Then I recollect
You just stay at home
I let these bullets hit your body
Now I call you holy ghost
You niggas soft just some bread
I'll heat you up
No french toast
You gotta deal with the cards you were dealt
Yu-Gi-Oh
Put your face in some dirt
Since you want to be a hoe

You was talking all that shit behind my back
Where you at
Boy you're really not a threat
We know you're toting backpacks
Backpacks with no weapons in 'em
So you always lack
All your music fucking mid
But I was lying
You're shit trash
Day-ones switched up for some clout
What the fuck
Why you always hatin' on me
I'm just tryna get my bucks
I'm just tryna get my funds up
But you ain't no fun bruh
You ain't getting nothing from nigga
Here's a little crumb

I've been in my bag
Let's go
Told that boy to stop it
Cuz I know he gon' fold
You be capping for the internet
You ain't gripping poles
I spend my money
Then I recollect
You just stay at home
I let these bullets hit your body
Now I call you holy ghost
You niggas soft just some bread
I'll heat you up
No french toast
You gotta deal with the cards you were dealt
Yu-Gi-Oh
Put your face in some dirt
Since you want to be a hoe

I've been in my bag
Let's go
Told that boy to stop it
Cuz I know he gon' fold
You be capping for the internet
You ain't gripping poles
I spend my money
Then I recollect
You just stay at home
I let these bullets hit your body
Now I call you holy ghost
You niggas soft just some bread
I'll heat you up
No french toast
You gotta deal with the cards you were dealt
Yu-Gi-Oh
Put your face in some dirt
Since you want to be a hoe