paroles de chanson Still V2 (feat. OZ1X) - SotoKnows

They know I still make a hunnit off of elbows (yea)
Brodie still keep the strap wit em like it's velcro (like it's velcro)
Bitch I really earned these stripes like some shell toes (like some shelltoes)
These niggas asking can they can they join the gang?
I'm like hell no! (i'm like hell no)
He made a wrong move, let that chop blow(we let that chop blow)
Tunnel vision nigga, like El Chapo (like I'm Chapo)
Still with my niggas, still with the gang (still with the gang)
Still with them goons, they gone let it bang!(they gone let it bang)

Bitch I'm still trynna run my bread up
If I ever took a loss, kept my head up
Through the smoke, I could hardly even see the road
I'm mashing on the gas, I'm just praying that I make it home!
Twelve caught my Brodie with them sticks, he can't leave it alone,
Still out here bagging up this shit, I'm trynna get it gone
Bitch I pedal drip, like I'm riding on a Pelaton
Rap don't work, nigga I might have to scrape the bowl
Money so old, you'd a thought that shit was growing mold
I ain't in the kitchen really cooking, but you know a nigga on the stove
When I catch a nigga I'ma hit, gotta put a nigga on a post
I can grab his bitch off a glance, nigga I ain't even gahh approach
I be trynna tell my Brodie chill, cuz that nigga he gone do the most
Niggas out here really moving wicked, so you know I gotta keep it close
I'm still riding with that blicky, bitch you know I gotta keep a pole
Four-fifth knock em out the park just like Sammy Sos

They know I still make a hunnit off of elbows (yea)
Brodie still keep the strap wit em like it's velcro (like it's velcro)
Bitch I really earned these stripes like some shell toes (like some shell toes)
These niggas asking can they can they join the gang?
I'm like hell no! (i'm like hell no)
He made a wrong move, let that chop blow(we let that chop blow)
Tunnel vision nigga, like El Chapo (like I'm Chapo)
Still with my niggas, still with the gang (still with the gang)
Still with them goons, they gone let it bang!(they gone let it bang)

Bang
And I still ain't see a thing
Still silent for 12, no I ain't Trying to sing
Still about my bread like a boarder tax
Still over they heads like a a 4th string quarterback
Back to back yeah we still going loco
Gotta em in a leg lock, Oz with the chock hold
Brother from another mother, swear I gotta twin
Yeah he valid in New Jersey, I'm goody in Maryland
Make moves, like we gambling, always ready to spin
While you scrambling, we getting it in, first & 10 (Haha)
Touchdown, then we back at it again
Getting money with the gang, like welcome to shark tank
Fuck, multi platinum, I need me a diamond
Bitches in bikinis just to feed me Italian
Higher than them mountains, still smoking the Runts
Little Spliffy with with a punch, call me captain falcon
Still SotoKnows, everywhere that I go
Still flyer than a crow, when I'm out on the road ...
Still well connected, like a cellphone
Got it for the low, Oz tell 'em what sell for

They know I still make a hunnit off of elbows (yea)
Brodie still keep the strap wit em like it's velcro (like it's velcro)
Bitch I really earned these stripes like some shell toes (like some shelltoes)
These niggas asking can they can they join the gang?
I'm like hell no! (i'm like hell no)
He made a wrong move, let that chop blow(we let that chop blow)
Tunnel vision nigga, like El Chapo (like I'm Chapo)
Still with my niggas, still with the gang (still with the gang)
Still with them goons, they gone let it bang!(they gone let it bang)