paroles de chanson Almighty Flu - Trabajarie

Nigga tryna bite my style, nigga I need my swag back
Bitch tried to hit my blunt but ho ion really even pass that
Make a nigga swang my baseball bat like Chester Mcbadbat
Nigga be going out sad
They wouldn't be mad if they went hopped in a bag
Hopped in a coupe
Young nigga pushed up hopped out shoot
Imma spray the stick this shit go ahchuu
Counting up money I'm rolling in blues
Almighty got sick think my twin got the flu
When he heard this know gang pushed through
I done went inside drop flame in the booth
Overseas with it ain't know what to do
Private my plane only way I flew

Yea
Only way I flew only way I did it
I was on the road I was running up digits
I was tryna get my money back in a minute
I done put it in the trap flipping these midgets
All these hoes talking bout shit they digging
I done took it up with lil zay tiggy
Ian worried bout it, it ain't really no biggie
Yeen from the z6ne yeen really from the city
Shout my gang this shit get litty
I done had a freak flash me her titties
Let's go n get down to the nitty gritty
I was on a breakdown tryna get a fifty
Bitch real curious just like a kitty
Stupid ass bih you a dog oh really

Nigga tryna bite my style, nigga I need my swag back
Bitch tried to hit my blunt but ho ion really even pass that
Make a nigga swang my baseball bat like Chester Mcbadbat
Nigga be going out sad
They wouldn't be mad if they went hopped in a bag
Hopped in a coupe
Young nigga pushed up hopped out shoot
Imma spray the stick this shit go ahchuu
Counting up money I'm rolling in blues
Almighty got sick think my twin got the flu
When he heard this know gang pushed through
I done went inside drop flame in the booth
Overseas with it ain't know what to do
Private my plane only way I flew

Back n forth just like a seesaw
Ian with the hee haw shoot at yo meemaw
Yea, nigga yo mammy
Better put yo ho up she really can't stand me
We done brought the drums out no Nick Cannon
I'm hitting accolades I would never just vanish
I'm the 1 of 1 I'm the only nigga standing
They goin call me Trabajarie but I don't speak spanish
What
How you don't speak no englo
Or espanol
Only world I know is kilo I done ran it up with my migos
We count the peso and the cho cho get B rolls
Bout my dead guys only thing I love is these C notes

Nigga tryna bite my style, nigga I need my swag back
Bitch tried to hit my blunt but ho ion really even pass that
Make a nigga swang my baseball bat like Chester Mcbadbat
Nigga be going out sad
They wouldn't be mad if they went hopped in a bag
Hopped in a coupe
Young nigga pushed up hopped out shoot
Imma spray the stick this shit go ahchuu
Counting up money I'm rolling in blues
Almighty got sick think my twin got the flu
When he heard this know gang pushed through
I done went inside drop flame in the booth
Overseas with it ain't know what to do
Private my plane only way I flew