paroles de chanson Wish You Was Me! - Riven

Yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I fuck with the sauce, I let it count that
I know that she wish you was me
I'm countin' them green, I'm countin' them blues, uh
I know that she wish you was me
You lovin' these hoes but I don't got the time, uh
I keep the hard in the street
You claimin' it, boring, I know that they broke (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I need the receipt
I got your bitch, she lick me like a blunt
We got, we got them Glocks, we go on a hunt
She talk too much, kick her out like a punt
Pay for my food, then I tell her "I'm done"
I started right through on your bitch for fun
I count them all hunnids, you count them all ones
I keep me a 30, you know it's tough
If he talking shit, he know it's up
I just bust a hoe, i cannot trust
She said she want love, I told her "That's tough"
I'm getting this money, but I need it fast
These niggas be cappin', these niggas be actin'
They mad because my pockets got fastener
Yes, I pee on a bitch, I feel like I'm Casper
Goof, goof 48, you know I'm eatin' it, uh
Big guap, I'm seeing it, I roll up the gas,
Big blunt, I'm chiefing it, yuh (I'm chiefing)
They know I'm the life of the party (Life)
You niggas late, retarded (Yeah)
Sippin' on lean, up the Carti (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
I-I-I shoot on them,
They know they gon' shoot (Shoot, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Smoke that lil' boy like I'm Snoop
(Ayy, I smoke that lil' boy like I'm, uh)
Tell the lil' hoe "I'm rude" (Yeah,
I tell the lil' hoe "I'm, uh", yeah)
The racks, they makin' me rude, ayy (The racks, they makin' me, uh)
I just put cost on his deal, yeah (I just put cost on his, uh, yeah)
So, if you want me, keep it real,
Uh (If you want me, keep it real, ayy)
I eat good like meal, ooh (I eat good like meal, ayy)
I keep that money, got sealed, uh
I fuck with the sauce, I let it count that (yeah)
I know that she wish you was me
I'm countin' them green, I'm countin' them blues, uh
I know that she wish you was me
You lovin' these hoes but I don't got the time, uh
I keep the hard in the street
You claimin' it, boring, I know that they broke (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I need the receipt
I fuck with the sauce, I let it count that
I know that she wish you was me
I'm countin' them green, I'm countin' them blues, uh
I know that she wish you was me
You lovin' these hoes but I don't got the time, uh
I keep the hard in the street
You claimin' it, boring, I know that they broke (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I need the receipt