paroles de chanson Proper Preparation - SotoKnows

Proper preparation
I'm aiming all on precision
Blue Carats or the Ksubi's
I'm trying to make a decision
I woke up in the morning to bitches all in the kitchen
I let them wash the money
They already done the dishes

And thank the lord
Cause shit nigga I been due for a plate
No I don't do forbidden fruit
But I'm still watching for snakes
I still keep that thing on me
Send that boy to his maker
I'll flip the switch up on this bitch
And watch this shit get to shaking

It wasn't no handouts
Bitch we got this shit on our own
They know I'm rocking with my brother
If he right or he wrong
They know I'm rocking with my brother
If they swing than he gone
Don't put yourself in a position to get put in a song

Old succotash ass niggas
Bitch made ass niggas
Jive Turkey
Fuck boy, Old lame ass Nigga
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Soto, let me tell these Niggas where we at
Yeah let's get them

Bitch I'm at the top floor
Shoes off at the door mat
I kick it with my Niggas
We equipped to making more cash
Crossing out my brother
I could never ever do that
My bitch she steady nagging
She just wanting her a new bag

Everyday a new bag
The Prada costs two racks
Not even my main bitch
Honey where they do that?
Promise I'ma fuck her
Never Russia, I ain't Putin
Got to stay in pace
Reggie Miller if I'm shooting

All my Niggas executing
Shit it's off with his head
That boy got tossed right in a box
Like he was sent in the mail
And if it's war then call the troops
But they ain't trying to see that

They know I'm not the one
I'm good everywhere that I'm at
They know I'm not the one
Unless you're asking who got the pack
Or if they're talking about some money
Then proceed with the math
Me and Oz
Giannis and Middleton with the bucks
Back and forth
Like the Wimbledon bitches
You better duck

Get your stupid ass served
Better duck Nigga
Give you leeches something to suck on
We at your mother fucking neck
Cut throat Nigga
Get with it or get the fuck out the way!
Move

Fourth quarter clutch
Time to shut it down properly
They're just making funny money
We don't play Monopoly
Five P's, properly prepped
That's how I got to be
Soto Socrates
Steady pushing that philosophy

Well known
Word to my clothes
Remain elegant
Focused on the goal
What you're talking is irrelevant
Dodging these distractions
A weapon in my element
Rookie in reality
I'm stepping like a veteran
David Letterman
Late nights we on the grind
With OZ
Ready to ride like Fast Five
Diesel on the side
Yeah you know how we coming
Straight fire when I slide
Wrote this shit in the oven

That's why they hating
Like I'm working for the government
Riding with the Free
Keep it solid, that's a covenant
All around the world
Like Mickey D's they're loving it
them with the mid
Then I hit them with some other shit