paroles de chanson The Jetsons - OG Yacky

Ima need you when with you ima elevate
Aint no birthday but yeah we gon celebrate
I tell a story and sit back and let em hate
You say its boring well you need a better taste
Im showin love and you dont show it back
You gonna trigger the worst heart attack
Tryna keep cool get this shit all in tact
Tryna keep cool get this shit all in uh
Ima be fly like the Jetsons want me arrested
Hell nah now they sending me death threats
Used to flash titties like a flashlight
Blow me like a bagpipe
Now you aint gang and you be mad tight
I let you stay if the head right
Now you gettin mad might
Be lookin for some blood thats a red fight
I found you up on the corner
Couple of clothes on soap on with no diploma
Ight i think thats its time to relapse
Im havin flashbacks of shootin up craps
They takin Snapchats i blew off them stacks
They all gonna laugh now what you thinkin Jack?
You left me to hang out to dry like towel
Im weaker than a word that dont got a vowel
I speak a new language you cant even follow

And bitch you know im gettin buckets
Ball like the Nuggets
We on kings court and we run it
Already be 11 nothin
Crossin you over and dunkin like im Jared Dudley
I dont play around like puppets
Say he got something
I got that clout in abundance
Tell me when you wanna run shit
Ima hand the keys over and might even fund it
Your pad now look like a dungeon
Smell like a onion
Prolly get kicked out next Monday
Car sucks gotta take the subway
Knowin you youd be like what way
Man i need my lunch break
Okay like fuck, get the
Get the fuck way from me
Bitch i stand tall like a tree
Get you knocked off yo feet
Beat the block up with ease
Get you chopped block of cheese