paroles de chanson Corriente (feat. 2O6am) - Steegey

I'm tryna fly us out just so we can fuck out on a beach
Phone on DND we difficult to reach
Sand in yo feet got my hands on yo cheeks aye
Out the way you ain't gon' see us for some weeks
I'd rather not have to rely on nobody
But I just can't keep my hands off of your body
Only for this lil trip you can be my shorty
And then I'm back to my old ways

But I'll always be right here
Right here
You know what type of time I'm on
It's a couple women that I probably shouldn't speak to anymore
Let me in and I hit it but after that I just walked straight out that door
I guess I'm fucked up
But you are too
Been through shit in the past, it made us who we are today I ain't gon' act brand new
But now I'm balling like I'm Kobe in the fourth quarter
Blowing straight up out the city like we lit a mortar
This money finna come quick the handlings important
If I can't buy it two times then I can't afford it

Yo te tengo calorosa
Me gusta porque quiere ser famosa
Me gusta pero siempre eres celosa
Tenemos algo pero no es una cosa
Que no sabes que te quiero
Nena no tengas miedo
Tú sabes que yo no pierdo

I'm tryna fly us out just so we can fuck out on a beach
Phone on DND we difficult to reach
Sand in yo feet got my hands on yo cheeks aye
Out the way you ain't gon' see us for some weeks
I'd rather not have to rely on nobody
But I just can't keep my hands off of your body
Only for this lil trip you can be my shorty
And then I'm back to my old ways

Maybe you could be my shorty
Ima use a condum so we don't end up on Maury
Ima just be honest 'cause I'm tired of telling stories
She think I'm ignoring
But I'm still recording
Tryna get this money I be up until the morning
I been tryna get my bands right
Tryna fly in private jets like fuck a stand by
But really I just want my fam right
Most these niggas tripping when they living in the lam life

I'm tryna fly us out just so we can fuck out on a beach
Phone on DND we difficult to reach
Sand in yo feet got my hands on yo cheeks aye
Out the way you ain't gon' see us for some weeks
I'd rather not have to rely on nobody
But I just can't keep my hands off of your body
Only for this lil trip you can be my shorty
And then I'm back to my old ways