paroles de chanson Groupies - K1D

I don't wanna talk much
Messi on the beat, that's sauced up
I'm my own boss, yeah, I'm bossed up
Pocket too fat, Rick Rossed up
Shorty look bad, lip glossed up
On my wave, come surf some
I'm my own wave, come surf some
On my own wave
Yeah

Shorty got lil' cake, whoop
Tell a bitch, 'listen to my mixtape'
New air force with some old bapes
Spit it off top like toupée
Niggas watch every move like replay
Hoes tryna run me back, like DJ
New watch but I just came too late
Selling merch online like eBay

Hoe, I'm not on the 'Gram
I just ignored a DM
Right now I'm busy, I'm fucking her friend, aye
I just went Beamer to Benz
That pussy good so I order again, damn
Since I was to been the man, got a list of my enemies
That boy flow like a river in Sicily
You could do this shit too, don't be mad at me

Homie, stop all that hate
Real nigga all in my face
Feel like a pastor, I'm preachin' like Mase
Roheat too crazy he slapping the bass
Eight O' fucking Eight, ate

I'm with some groupies
Backstage we making a movie
She told me her pussy juice
She wants some roses like Rubi
Can I pass you to the homie?
Need 101 just like Zoey
If I hit, you keep it lowkey
I got some cash, I'm not lonely
Yeah, yeah

I'm my own boss, I'm bossed up
Pocket too fat, Rick Rossed up
Shorty look bad, lip glossed up
On my own wave, come surf some
On my own wave, come surf some
On my own wave

On my own wave, come surf some

Yeah, back with a vengeance
I need a V12 for the engine
I flex every day, I ain't benchin'
I dropped outta school, that's a lesson
Told the world I'ma drop any second
Told these rappers, they not on my level
I'm worldwide feel like 7-11
Crashed the whip but I landed in heaven