paroles de chanson SuperNova - Theez

I need a 747 Boeing all first class seats
And pass the blunt like a baton in a track meet
All black fur coat resting on my shoulder blades
All black bullet proof benzes in my motorcade
Shorty dripping too
They sayin couples goals
Always raise the fucking bar
You'd think that all my muscles toned
My standards so high they need rehab
Fuck around I'm putting hands on em like it's Freeze Tag
I'm the goat
That's what my momma told me
I want the numbers with the commas only
A common story that they preach
In order to live in peace
You can't worry bout the sheep As-salamu homey.

I been turning water into wine pussy
Making big hits like I'm Brian Cushing
I'm a detonator so don't try and push me
Before I blow up and get this fucking fire cooking
Put the griddle to his top
Make it sizzle til it pop
Now he shriveled in the middle of his block
I'm the big shit
Wig split
Hit him with a biscuit
Big stick made his brain freeze when he licked it
I been lying in my raps but
I aint lying when I'm firing this strap
Got my eyes closed
Wearing a blindfold
We the whole block like a fucking cyclone

I paint em black and blue,Van Gogh
Got em seeing the stars and shit
Led Zepplin
Stairway to heaven made of carcasses
Can't stop me, mad cocky
I'm a narcissist
Seen em hating, leave em shaking
They got Parkinson's
Big game, 4th quarter
On my Brady shit
I hear em calling
Had to cap em
That boy got 86'd
Big facts, shit slaps
I'll leave your ears bleeding
Then catch a body
Everybody think I'm cheerleading

My shit popping
I pissed on em
A big problem
I got a squad full of animals like Chris Robbin
Phone ringing, pick it up
Ya bitch calling
She a thot, give me brain
She spitballing
Rocking my shit like Dwayne Johnson
Shooting my shot like Klay Thompson
Swish
Boy, I never miss
Effortless
Better with age, sharp like cheddar get

Excellence, Hitman, Sharpshooter
He better tap
Night night, swipe right
Look like he met his match
No sweat, whole set
Caught in the crossfire
I'll steal yo bitch like a whip
She gettin hot-wired
Sum'n like a 87 hatchback
I wore the pussy out
She gotta take a catnap
Then I disappear, ghost her
Play my cards right, double down
Blackjack