paroles de chanson Movie 3 - Punksosa

Yo, and I swear that I ain't know cause you ain't tell me
I just had a flashback, remember at the telly
I just had a flashback, remember when you met me
Now we having problems, is it some you gotta tell me

Oh tell me, oh tell me, oh tell me
Oh tell me, oh tell me, oh tell me
Oh tell me, oh tell me, oh tell me
Oh tell me, oh tell me, oh tell me

Oh tell me, oh tell me, oh tell me
You gotta tell me how you feel
Baby I've been tired, I've been chasing all these mills
Niggas really hoes and they always in they feelings

You won't see me doing fuck shit cause that karma might just kill
I was low but I got high, feel like I'm falling off a building
I was high then I got low, feel like I'm hanging off the ceiling
Everybody ain't like me, I swear to God I think I'm trill

Why you running, why you leaving, why you can't just show commitment
I'm so high, up off these drugs, swear to God, not penicillin
It was times aint have a heart, I swear to God, I ain't have no feelings
And this feeling that I'm feeling, I don't like it, am i tripping

Baby I've been balling, smoking Scotty, not with pippen
Girl just say my name, It won't hurt
I know shit been hard, baby tell me where it hurt
I just popped a eddy, I think bro just popped a perc

Wavy little bitch, she just told me come and surf
Brody got that glock, I ain't talking bout no nerf
Geeking in this bitch, so I think I'm off the earth
How you slime me out, then go act like I'm the worst

Yeah, I know that shit crazy, but I got a bitch that's down for me
I just told her, pull her to the spot and she gon' roll my weed
Gave that bitch my heart and I just told her lock it with the key
I got fucking bored, so I just went and took a shopping spree

Nigga got so bored, he looked me up and tried to hate on me
Damn a nigga high this weed be punching like he fucking creed
Why you in my life, like what the fuck you gon' come do for me
Everything I motherfucking do, I do that shit for me

Everything I motherfucking do, I do that shit for us
I just told that bitch that we ain't got shit if we ain't got no trust
Nigga on the gram, still showing racks, but he still ride the bus
I then been slimed so many times that I forgot to trust

When it's said and done, be rich as fuck, and have a fucking trust
I just pulled up to the fucking party in a fucking truck
That bitch big as fuck, that bitch look like a fucking tank
Ran out of love, so I went to the bank

They like what you smoking, bitch, I'm smoking stank
Bitch, you know my name, you know I'm fucking ranked
Every time I'm right, don't try to put the blame
All that shit you did, that shit was fucking lame

All that shit you did, that shit was fucking lame