paroles de chanson AND DID - Lay Bankz

They don't be speakin' my language
Face beat fingernails get dangerous
Four flat, I be chasing that bag
I be on they ass when it come to my payments
Whole time bitches tryna be famous
I don't name drop, bitches be nameless
No brain on top of this whip
These bitches be birds and these niggas be brainless

Yeah, uh, how do I feel? I look like a mil'
He talkin' 'bout let's build, I sent him the bill
Like let's be for real, a deal is a deal
I bring out that f-, they bring out the wheel
Paper tag posse this shit is a steal
I don't veneers on my teeth or a grille
Pearly white smile this shit worth a mil'

The face is real
The shape is there
The waist, the lace, they snatched, it gives
The look it gives
I be packin' these bitches they mid
Got a bag on these bitches, I did
Sit and laugh at these niggas, I kid

Steppin' in the trenches with my heels on 'cause I'm classy (oh)
Lyin' like you hit it, kept it cute, and did him nasty (oh)

They don't be rappin', I just wrapped the wagon
Got niggas, I'm draftin' that's athletes
(And did, huh, and is, bitch)

Bonnet on the head (hey), still look good as shit (what?)
Pussy on yo' nose (hey), that's your favorite scent (what?)
Nani, you're on his head (hey), it didn't leave a dent (what?)
Bitches throwin' shade (hey), keep it five-percent (what?)
These hoes be barkin', they lap dogs (what?)
The price of this Birkin would slap y'all (what?)
This shit that I'm packin', fuck 'round leave you flashing (what?)
These lil' hoes be talkin' with caps on (what?)

The face is real
The shape is there
The waist, the lace, they snatched, it gives
The look it gives
I be packin' these bitches they mid
Got a bag on these bitches, I did
Sit and laugh at these niggas, I kid

Steppin' in the trenches with my heels on 'cause I'm classy (oh)
Lyin' like you hit it, kept it cute and did 'em nasty (oh)

They don't be rappin', I just wrapped the wagon
Got niggas, I'm draftin' that's athletes
(And did, huh, and is, bitch)