paroles de chanson Comma Sa Franc3 - STILL KANE

Yh
STILL KANE
Y'all know how we Dey do it bRo
(Mmhmm Grr)
Shoutout to Tyga
We the Geng for life

When I drop my rap bars make it Hard for them (Huh)
Time you Get your ass in a crib hold on man

Charlie gyai Joe you ain't dhope in it
You ain't no my type man yah all don't get it (Ah)

Ten toes down we Dey war(yeah)
Man not hot, we Dey ball (Ei)

Two for two that's for you
Man don't do no hoes no more

Ain't no man like me
Bear bitch Nuh come suck tha D

Geng with Geng all day my gees
We be trapping packing shit overseas(Yh)

Man don't do no shit
Slide so quick you ain't no my bitch

Grad the weed and spit some fact
On this beat man we don do no snitch

Trap for the kwatcha all day
Boss on this shit wha u go say

Pop smoke Rest In Peace I pray
Mo cashi nsu Mo account nu ay3 bi sei

Who you
Mandem fool you
Tell this niggas Amha Screw u

All these Geng Man school yah
Do me shit and ahma pull on you

You Dey rap pass jay z
You fit flop and style am crazy

You Dey claim boss with the pot belly
Or Style dem shit in million billy (Yh)

Yah all know how we Dey do it bRo
Team no money but still guy guy

Je mapelle still kane
Man i don't fuck with this Niggas

Your girl Dey my Dm joe
Mi y3 nu cheese and buggers

Wo cashi anaa wo sorti
Frass pan frass y3 passi

Benz or Range y33 pulli joe
Y3 gyi ni filifili, ya chargi (Yh)

Comma sa frans3
Wo fr3 na eny3 Sikaa joe m3nfr3

Tell em,Team nu ay3 sikaa
Joe we go chill em, Bill em, Kill em

Roll pan roll man killi dem
Mandem talk too much my mind Money anthem

Rap king Joe ma ba mo b3 da ntem
Mi gyinamu fintsimm
Man mob3 dant3m Yh

These boys them Dey talk too much
Who be that gee like me got sauce

No size, no caps, Charley stand tall
Mosika nuswa you for Dey back door

Rule in my zone am a king
Lick fi mi shot niggas do nothing

Waguan bitch sit pan the tin (hmm)
Man sexy

Girl dem buddi, Man too wavy
Sound too crazy, Rap so deadly

Boss them crazy!!

We the Geng for life
Let 'em know we coming
Grrr grrr