Telo Briggs - N.B.O paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson N.B.O - Telo Briggs



How my flows tight but they don't rate me highly
Snort a coke bag like my nose is a crime scene
Not a dope man but i smoke just to vibe with
All the ghost past when i blow through like tyson
Hold my throat back yeah post hume like lightning
Strike me
Fight me
But don't leave me lonely i might be
Icy
With a cold heart but i love you for life b
Will my soul last or be thrown in fire pit
All my hoes last cause we know what the night bring
Fosa told me telo you should chill for this guys beat
Youll like it
Im like see i dont trust a man who's just like me
Wanna get paid for he shows what he's likely to hype me till i get distracted and blinded
By far im the nicest so i get my mic spit and now hes enlightened
Im so self aware yeah i check on my prices
Im likely to fly ship and sky it im pricy like tight fits
Who suck on my dick till my body's in spasms
And having me calling my bitch when we fighting
I pay a hoe off cause i dont talk for niceness
No i dont budge when it comes to my writing
I wont play pretend like im balling for life see
I deal with a stress that could cost you your life
Shit i deal with some shit that's been fucking my heartbeat
I might spit the shit that could cause you like me
Fuck a phone call i just want you beside me
No i don't talk but i hoped you could vibe with
All my old songs cause they show you inside me
Telo slow down i just want you inside me
Blow my whole back cause my world is nightmare
Hold my throat hard and then slowly just guide me
So i stroke hard as she struggles to fight me
Hold her both hands and just go like im angry
On her shoulders so her legs are just slightly
On my own now and she gush like a fountain
Now she sober but i gave her the demons shes fighting
I shouldn't be fucking these bitches so mindless
Im anxious i harness the trees for the seeds and the highness a recluse with reckless abandon
I might get a whip just to crash it
I dont know myself so i auction for parts that i sell at a slight dip
I walk like vulture ill prey on your niceness
What the fuck for i dont i just like it
Reward your extortion with niggas in masks
Then ill call up your whore just to give her the knife
And im sure you'll be gone when she hears there's a price on your head and it's double the check that you might
Come up for if you double up funds and you clear all you have
But it's still not enough so you gear up for jazz
Plus the more that youll have when you sell off your life
But it still won't compare now e clear for your eye
Say the boy no be talk no i just dey observe
So she carve up your skull and you're spread like a line
And i snort and she snort and tear up that ass
Then i snap tore on her neck cause advice says a witness is worse than a crime
So i kill off a bitch so i dont do the time
Proof is a mime
Loosen up mine
The proof is a doof and the truth is a lie
I blew like a coup and asumubilah
I said i blew like i flew for asumu bin laden
I dun dun dun dun dun dun dun da da dun dun dun dun dun dun dun da da



Writer(s): Oluwagbeminiyi Oshoba


Telo Briggs - Alter Ego - Acoss, Vol.1
Album Alter Ego - Acoss, Vol.1
date de sortie
25-11-2022




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