paroles de chanson 1738 - TB Nino

I feel like OsoSuckaK, cause I'm so suckaK
Just let them niggas know how we play 'cause I ain't got much to say
It's hella switches hella sticks with us backstage
And tell them bitches don't take pictures tryna show our face
Oso Fetty Wap, 'cause he 17 but he keep 38
It's only 12' O Clock my bitch mad 'cause I'm pouring drank
My young nigga spinning on a Sunday he wicked mane
I broke my Jesus piece I feel like God know I'm sinning mane
Let him play with me I up this pole his soul lift away
Hope your folks put your flyest flicks on your picture frame
"Damn Nino? Why you on that shit? You be tripping mane"
"Damn slime I ain't even done got more shit to say"
(Got more shit to say)
Out of town hos tryna fuck they need a ticket though
I'm a pass her round to my brother she a frisbee ho
His lady wan' feel me so that's why he wan' kill me for
Labels putting money on the table I'm still me though
All my hos know to keep it P I don't catch Ricos
She supposed to know to run that cheese what you beating her for?
She already know that she need me ion need no ho
Crosses on my neck I pray to angels, hang with the demons
Go on a skit but he ain't kill 'em, graze 'em he pray to the reaper
Niggas throw rocks and hide they hand I can't wait to meet 'em
Niggas throwing salt so I throw bands on them boys cerebral
Ayy, free my brother out that slam I can't wait to G you
Ayy, I told brother keep your slam boy this shit get evil
Ayy, that young nigga rock that north face every season
I ain't even got to ask him 'cause I know the reason
I feel like OsoSuckaK, cause I'm so suckaK
Just let them niggas know how we play 'cause I ain't got much to say
It's hella switches hella sticks with us backstage
And tell them bitches don't take pictures tryna show our face
Oso Fetty Wap, 'cause he 17 but he keep 38
It's only 12' O Clock my bitch mad 'cause I'm pouring drank
My young nigga spinning on a Sunday he wicked mane
I broke my Jesus piece I feel like God know I'm sinning mane
Let him play with me I up this pole his soul lift away
Hope your folks put your flyest flicks on your picture frame
"Damn Nino? Why you on that shit? You be tripping mane"
"Damn slime I ain't even done got more shit to say"
(Yeah yeah I got more shit to say)
Out of town hos tryna fuck they need a ticket though
I'm a pass her round to my brother she a frisbee ho
(She a frisbee)
Yeah
Bitch you knew that
Nigga say he blowing first ain't even blew back
Me and Nino taking niggas hos, get your boo back
First she said she wasn't toes then brought a new bag to me
Yeah, 'cause I made her
All black geezy red beam like Darth Vader
Niggas hot 'cause I be on the grind just like a skater
Woke up early I ain't need no food I pour the drank first
They can't do what I do so they turn hater
Bag talk baby what that bag say?
Oso got that flow that make them pretty bitches ass shake
Lately I been winning member I was just in last place
(...)
They don't know about the business
I was tryna dog the squibs but this bitch got a stick shift
Hopping out with some big shit it got wickedly viscous nigga
(Yeah yeah yeah)