paroles de chanson You Too - Lightshow

Who you?
Can I know, I know, I know
Who you?
Can I know, I know, I know
(Who you?) Can I know?
Look

I′m Lightshow, who you?
I smoke pac, you too?
I drink lean, you too?
My cake stack 6'2
You came wit a nigga? Or you came wit your crew?
Cause 86 in here too
So the (?) in here too
My trap down the street
Maybe you should bring your clique through
Oh, you carrying niggas quite often?
Let a real nigga get through
Ain′t much I can tell you but the street don't make big moves
I take trips quite often
I'm trynna see if I can take em wit you

Look, Smoke gas, drink lean too
Hi, I′m high, who you?
Oh, you bye? Do you
Who am I to judge? Do you
Say she heard I gotta lotta bitches online
Wouldn′t worry off it if it was two few
Came up, Stopped fucking wit them 5 star bitches
But I still pull up wit a new new
Told my old bitch I had a new boo
Moved on got a new view
She'd be lucky she made it to FaceTime
Could′ve left her ass in the ooVoo
To this Pimp C shit, I'm too true
Dick her down, make her buy me new true
She squad if she run the choo – choo
That′s hard in the paint, who knew?
I'm a real live nigga, you knew
You now I got choppers everywhere that I go
Cause these niggas love hatin′ I know
Even after all the love that I show
But I ain't trippin off them
We can laugh at them niggas
Smoking gas, me, you, & my bros
If you keeping shit 100 like you say you do
Might have to find something to do wit my hoes

Shawdy, you (?)
Imma need your math like calculus
Can I stand and back in it?
Can you stain my Ralphs wit Mac and shit?
My mac game immaculate
Hit or Miss, still would take a crack at it
Trynna turn you to a crack addict
(???)
Who me? I'm just a pac addict
In the pac magician, doing pac magic
Better watch yourself wit this young nigga
Take your bitch and that′s black magic
Like abracadabra
Then I finesse and maneuver
And call her and look for a uber
Bitch, I′m the man
What's it to ya?
Hold this shit down with extended clips
Long as I′m cooler
Too cool, I came out the cooler
Bust her ass up, had to school her
Told her I'm Remy, she Gucci
I move around wit them shooters
No, I′m way different from most of you niggas
I ain't wit the talk, I′m a do-er
Came to fuck up from the sewer
Now I'm the shit like manure
I grind like it's two of me