paroles de chanson 8LBS - Justin Rarri

Ay, yeah
Bitch I'm aright now
You know I'm callin' all the shots, yeah
I know what I'm fuckin' talkin' bout
Yeah nigga hop out with a new jag
Put 40 bands in the bookbag
I'ma fuck that lil bitch and finesse her
I took 30 right off of the dresser
20 bands on my neck I ain't lose that
We don't fuck with you nigga then move back
Pocket rocket young nigga gon' shoot that
Full loaded clip in the bookbag
I'm ain't wavin' no motherfuckin' doo-rag
30 will push your whole dude back
Who the fuck in the place? Nigga who that?
I just beat that lil pussy, that loose cat
He a blood that nigga a boo bat
Motherfucker you pussy like who cap?
I'm conceited, these niggas they knew that
I don't fuck with nobody so move back
I just fucked a lil bitch in the A
Went to the plug, stole a Draco
Drillin' up in your place if I say so
I don't play with my money, no Play-Doh
Put the ice on my neck, I'm anemic
Nigga hop out the 40, I'm beamin'
See the blood in his face and he leaking
Just like Kodak, I be the lil' demon
8 lbs bitch I made off a lick
Need to chill cause I'm boutta get rich
Big sound, they like how you did this?
Niggas trippin' they fold like a bitch
Piss down nigga all on my wrist
I just fuck her, I don't got to kiss
Bling blah nigga you see the rainbow
Punch a nigga with all diamond fists
All the diamonds VVS's
I just fuck with new hoes, not my exes yeah
20 bands I might go buy her a new necklace
Bitch don't call my broda wildin' yeah he reckless
All my diamonds Cuban, linked up
I got bitches trying to link up
Now lil' shorty trying to call up
Think a nigga stupid, aww look
I just finna thrasher I be killin' it
Nigga I'm the Don Don diddley
Niggas talking crazy, they ain't killin me
Had to drop the shorty I ain't feelin' it
I'ma whip up the foreign a new bag
Nigga cookin' I call it the Stu Crack
I just fucked your lil' bitch, you ain't knew that
If I'm doley, I might bring the two back
I do not know where your boo at
She was toppin' my bro, I ain't notice
Bitch I come off the dome I ain't wrote this
Bitchin I'm shining, I don't need no Rolex
I just fucked a lil bitch in the A
Went to the plug, stole a Draco
Drillin' up in your place if I say so
I don't play with my money, no Play-Doh
Put the ice on my neck, I'm anemic
Nigga hop out the 40, I'm beamin'
See the blood in his face and he leaking
Just like Kodak, I be the lil' demon
8 lbs bitch I made off a lick
Need to chill cause I'm boutta get rich
Big sound, they like how you did this?
Niggas trippin' they fold like a bitch
Piss down nigga all on my wrist
I just fuck her, I don't got to kiss
Bling blah nigga you see the rainbow
Punch a nigga with all diamond fists
Bitch I remember for them nights we done hit up
A cold lick, made a crazy December
Daddy really never gave me no none
So when I make it it'll all be for my momma
Nigga thought that we was best firends
But I peep that you changin it, was for the better
Don't compare me to a motherfucking P
Blow the choppa, blow it right on his feet
I done made like 50 bands in a week
Plug callin' nigga took all the Ps
Ops callin' trying to find where I sleep
On the block wild'n nigga fuck with a G
Bitch I promise I done shed many tears
Fuck they talking, trying to end my career
Mouth shining call it a new chandelier
Big Rarri, I done signed up a deal, uh
All the diamonds VVS's
I just fuck with hoes, not my exes yeah
20 bands I might go buy her a new necklace
Bitch don't call my broda wildin' yeah he reckless
(Bitch he reckless, hey, don't fuckin' censor me)