paroles de chanson Think Twice 64 - Rocco Black and Old Ben

Rollie on wrist when I'm flexin'
All these bitches now think that I'm messin'
Sit down bitch 'fore I teach you a lesson
Gon' learn quick at the barrel of a Smith and Wesson
These bitches now think that they fancy
Crazy ass bitches look like Charles Manson
Taste in your mouth girl, feelin' so rancid
Only fuck you if the Loko got me blasted
Yeah yeah, got the rollie on my wrist now
Yeah yeah, two bitches on my dick now
Yeah, hope you get the gist now
Yeah, got your ex-man pissed now
I'm pullin' up quick in my 24's
Got NBA clout, you a semi-pro
750 credit, but I'm debit though
This the type shit that you bitches ain't ready fo'
Girl if you get that text I'm massin'
You make my dick hard from flaccid
So pretty girl you waste all my classes
Let's get a part of this action

Think twice, before you pull her in
Think twice, before you smash that chick
Think twice, I know you're feelin' it
Think twice, think twice

I pull up, I'm swervin' in Mario Kart
Go skrrt skrrt skrrt
That's the sound of my car
Blue spark, red spark lighting up the dark
As I drift around the bend and the tires leave marks
Now I'm on the road and I'm going for the gold
Mario Kart as I travel the globe
Peach-lookin' bitches got my dick like Toad
Stay in your lane bitch, Rainbow Road
Back to reality, female anatomy
Gotta stay fit and I'm countin' my calories
All of my shooters man they never ratted me
You ain't my bitch unless you got a tat of me
This cash I'm gettin'
I'm not regrettin'
And I just stay confessin' to these girls and count my blessings

Think twice, before you pull her in
Think twice, before you smash that chick
Think twice, I know you're feelin' it
Think twice, think twice

Carry my team like Mariah
Champion like Urban Meyer
Runnin' the streets like a Toyota tire
Me and my squad only spittin' the fire
Runnin' and grippin' the tec
All of my bitches stay wet
Shootin' and stealin' you'd think that I'm aimin' for net
I don't regret, all the adversity, for all eternity
I'mma keep rappin' 'till I hit maturity
I hope that you take this shit personally
Thinkin' you're sorry if you've never heard of me

Blowin' the game, call me Chernobyl
These rappers dyin' from overexposure
Out of this world like I'm whippin' a rover
I'mma keep rapping until it's (Game over)