Paul Supreme feat. AC Breeze - We Fly paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson We Fly - Paul Supreme feat. AC Breeze



We do it how it's supposed to be done
We don't gotta play we already won
So bitch come on give it to me
And i'll show you some things that you never seen
We some real mother fuckers what's up
I put a bad bitch up in my truck
I'm sippin' somethin and it's gettin me drunk
And we do it cuz we don't give a fuck
Know what i'm about don't even gotta ask it
Already know i'm a mother fuckin' casket
So geeked up like a high school band bitch
Eat your ass up like a mother fuckin' sandwich
You don't meet my fuckin' standards
I am so far above average
I'm too hot for you to handle
So what I do it doesn't matter
And I'm straight out Wisconsin
I'ma keep it real bitch I promise
I'm comin' up from the bottom
To become your new fuckin' problem
Cuz you love the sound of my voice
And I make your girl's pussy moist
So let me roll up a joint
And i'll get straight to the point
We might have nothin' in common
Cuz I get angry and violent
But if you vibe to this rhymin'
Then just sit down and be silent
This ain't no place you can chime in
I'm at the top you still climbin'
And all I hear is your whinin'
But if you ready let's ride
I'ma do my thing till I die
Cuz I got more heat than july
And a fly chick that's a dime
I'ma have a hell of a time
When i'm hittin' that from behind
So come on girl back it up
Hop your ass up in my truck
And i'll show you what the fuck is up
Rollin' through our city and we never give a fuck
We do it every day because this the shit we love
And we fly and we fly and we fly and we fly
This is how we do it we don't even gotta try
We drinkin' all this liquor and we smoked up to the sky
And we fly and we fly and we fly and we fly
Bitch this is your chance
Now get all up in your stance
And if you wanna advance
Then listen up to the plans
I got no time to be nice
I got no time to be clean
I'm dirty as fuck bitch
Cuz i'm mister fuckin' mean
Don't give me a look
Your shit will get overtook
It's called more swag than the rest
And yeah bitch I wrote the book
I got a head full of steam
An upper echelon queen
You couldn't do this in real life
Let alone in your fuckin' dreams
I go so damn mother fuckin' hard that I go beast on beast
It's cold in here bitch have no fear I got the fuckin' heat
And I got me a fly ass dream
Got a lotta racks in my jeans
Don't play me at anything
I'm king of the mother fuckin' ring
Every time I hear the phone ring
It's your bitch she wanna hear me sing
I tell that bitch let me hear you scream
I tell a bitch let me do my thing
I'm up in here like y'all gonna make me lose my fuckin' mind
I'm up in here like y'all gonna make me do some fuckin' time
I'm on my grind I do the best shit anytime
Now here's your sign middle finger up
Bitch get in line I tell em like it is
They ask me if I wanna play
But I don't gotta play to win
Oh I heard that you didn't hear
Let me make this shit right here clear
All I see is swag in the mirror
I got the maro shiftin' up to fifth gear
And i'm mister fuckin' mean of the year bitch yeah
Rollin' through our city and we never give a fuck
We do it every day because this the shit we love
And we fly and we fly and we fly and we fly
This is how we do it we don't even gotta try
We drinkin' all this liquor and we smoked up to the sky
And we fly and we fly and we fly and we fly
Rollin' through our city and we never give a fuck
We do it every day because this the shit we love
And we fly and we fly and we fly and we fly
This is how we do it we don't even gotta try
We drinkin' all this liquor and we smoked up to the sky
And we fly and we fly and we fly and we fly



Writer(s): Paul Flemion


Paul Supreme feat. AC Breeze - Golden Hour
Album Golden Hour
date de sortie
02-10-2020



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