paroles de chanson Like Damn (feat. FourZeke) - Rod$ta

Timeline, Oh my God
They catch a Uber to the spot
And they catching one right when they leave too
Tell yo dreams and they might not believe you
Til you popping gone be hard to see you
Like Tonk Im playing the cards that Im dealt
The trunk I know all the bass get felt
She chocolate I whisper I make that girl melt
My niggas got whips I aint talking no belt
4$ound stay all in yo ear like a AirPod
Them niggas got hits on hits like A-Rod
I really dont fear so it be hard to scare Rod
I be in all orange so I look like a carrot
Im a man of few words man they know how Im coming
Taking in all of this pain man it really be numbing
Getting all of this cash man I really be thumbing
She want dibs on the kid cuz she know Im upcoming

They say damn say damn
Yeah you really be flowing
Yeah Im already knowing
Yeah record to the morning
Yeah I figure the plot
Dont try to be something you not
These niggas on live giving drops
I just want the top with no crops
This shit real I aint talking no props

This aint no clique up, it was that from the beginning
Told you this shit independent
I was a good boy, then yall turned me to the menace
Wait, lemme finish my sentence
Big shit popper, hard life can't knock em
(Pop it)
Man this shit different
I got boys in the system
Who be still kicking pimping, Instagram flicking
Stayed solid it was no switching
This when I switch it (switch it)
Cook it, I turn my booth into a kitchen
I just wanna go and add it up, aint no splitting like division
I cant handle you, if yo name aint business
Im giving game, hope you paying attention
What they do for fame, man that shit just be strange
I cant live in shame, so I stay in my lane
24 hours, I count it up
I gotta make this shit work
Shell go for a perc
Im bout my cash like a clerk (yeah)
I admit it, talking game, imma flirt
Bitch give me my shirt
You doing to much, see thats how you get hurt, or get put in a verse
You aint Lori, you aint getting no purse
That shit dead, throw that shit in the dirt

They catch a Uber to spot
And they catching one right when they leave too
Tell yo dreams and they might not believe you
Til you popping gone be hard to see you
Like Tonk Im playing the cards that Im dealt
The trunk I know all the base get felt
She chocolate I whisper I make that girl melt
My niggas got whips I aint talking no belt
4$ound stay all in yo ear like a AirPod
Them niggas got hits on hits like A-Rod
I really dont fear so it be hard to scare Rod
I be in all orange so I look like a carrot
Im a man of few words man they know how Im coming
Taking in all of this pain man it really be numbing
Getting all of this cash man I really be thumbing
She want dibs on the kid cuz she know Im upcoming