paroles de chanson Garlic and Oil (feat. Action Bronson) - Meyhem Lauren feat. Action Bronson

Tomorrow never comes until it's too late

Jump out of the sun roof of the 540
[?] shawty grind on me
She tried to get me for my shine
Put the 9 on me
Fuck, Devil's design shooting blind for me
I won the belt like seven times
Couple dimes on me
I snap my fingers there's a cheese plate
The joint bigger than a deer's leg
You can catch me squatting beer kegs
Carrying rock not in the sock no more
We on a yacht, stop pop a Uie
Rivals i chopped them in chop suey
Throw 'em in the front trunk
Target 86 royal blue with the lip
Thick like the one's for sucking dick
You'll get lifted like my son when i see him
I can't wait 'til he driving something European
Leather smell like tea tree oil in the Z3
A lot of people wanna be me

Yo, flow in the coupe and move godly
Hit 'em with the bag of that robby
If they won't give you honesty
They ain't giving you loyalty
My rap is made of gold
Ain't no bullshit destroying me
Shit i been that guy
Gold chains, gold frame
Son, I've been that fly
I got pierogis that'll break curfew to break a nigga face
Shoot you with your gun
Take the hammer off a nigga waist
I'm off the scene, I'm seen when i'm supposed to be
Never let the money escape i keep it close to me
I keep my bank accounts full and my nuts empty
Low hanging fruit taste good, sometimes these sluts tap me
Then they cause problems, then they start shit
Then i think to myself
Why'd i think with my dick
It's the black Batman Bruce Wayne
Who sell 'caine [?] push ups the clip i stay sober
If niggas wanna put up they hands, it's game over
Lawrenovich