paroles de chanson YKTS - Sheck Wes
Fa-fa
Fa-fa-fa
(Bitch)
Fa-fa-fa
(Fa-fa)
Yeah,
uh,
yeah
(Yeah)
Still
in
this
bitch
with
the
same
niggas
I
came
with
I′ma
be
honest,
I
don't
feel
no
pain
I
can′t
even
see
you
through
my
shades,
bitch
On
the
West
Coast
with
a
bad
bitch
in
my
coupe
She's
used
to
the
gangbangers
On
the
East
Coast
with
the
Less
gang
On
the
block
plottin',
thinking
′bout
what
we
takin′,
yeah
On
the
road
though,
gettin'
checks,
uh
What
a
young
nigga
makin′,
uh
I've
been
close
to
the
angels,
running
away
from
Satan,
uh
As-salamu
alaykum,
uh
I
bring
home
the
bacon,
young
Sheck
Wes
I
do
not
do
Haram,
uh,
I
eat
the
halal,
uh
Pork,
I
ain′t
never
taste
it
Never
had
a
nine-to-five
or
had
the
late
shift
Moms
had
to
work
so
I
had
to
raise
me,
uh
'Cause
shit
was
really
hard,
uh,
it′s
different
for
us
Anything
I
wanted,
had
to
take
it
Yeah
Damn
I
gotta
go
and
get
mine
(Bitch)
I
catch
planes
and
catch
flights
(Catch
flights,
bitch)
I
just
copped
a
new
ride
(New
ride)
Used
to
finesse
MTA
for
the
swipe
(Swipe
me)
Now
it's
different
for
us
when
I
slide
(Slide,
bitch)
Put
this
shit
down,
bitch,
I'm
stife
Gang
got
guns
and
knives
(Lost
Boys)
I′m
from
New
York,
baby,
you′ll
get
sliced
(Knife
gang)
Buck
fifty,
baby,
on
sight
(On
sight,
ow)
I
want
horsepower,
I
don't
want
the
ice
(Want
the
ice)
I
used
to
lust
and
do
bad
crime
(Lust
gang)
Now
they
put
me
in
the
New
York
Times
(New
York
Times)
Bring
tears
right
to
my
mother
eyes
Play
with
my
mother
things,
you′ll
die
(You'll
die
pussy)
Gettin′
that
chicken,
Popeyes
(Popeyes)
Green
like
spinach,
Popeye
(Popeye)
Pull
up,
Sheck
Wes
pop
eyes
I
don't
touch
bitches,
but
I
pop
guys
(I
pop
′em)
Light
up
my
blunt
and
get
high
(Higher)
If
shit
get
crunk,
I'ma
rise
(I'ma
rise)
I
pull
up
on
arrival
(Arrival)
You
know
the
scouts
with
the
guys
Whole
lotta
guns
like
Condoleezza
Rice
(Yeah)
I
call
the
shots
like
Condoleezza
Rice
I
was
in
the
projects
eatin′
that
rice
(Rice)
Now
a
young
nigga
order
wagyu
(Bitch)
And
I
got
beans
up
in
my
rice
(My
rice)
They
want
me
to
do
the
deal
If
you
ain′t
got
the
millions,
we
can't
sign
(I′ll
wait)
Tell
David,
they
got
that
chicken
(Chicken)
We
can't
pay
the
price,
ain′t
right
(At
all)
Cactus
Jack,
baby,
I
been
winnin'
(Jack)
Man,
that
done
changed
my
life
(Facts)
Always
keep
a
bad
bitch,
we
got
to
hide
(Got
to
hide)
Got
a
whole
lotta
worms
in
my
colon
(In
my
colon)
Deer
shades
all
on
my
eyes
(My
eyes)
Can′t
pull
up
on
arrival
(Yeah)
And
you
know
the
scouts
with
the
guys
You
know
the
scouts
with
the
guys
You
know
the
scouts
with
the
guys
You
know
the
scouts
with
the
guys
Bitch
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