paroles de chanson March Madness - YNT Astro

Niggas be feds, just like they Keemstar
Don't play your partner music near me, that shit not hard
Dirty soda in a styrofoam
Nigga don't come near me, don't call my phone
My neck and wrist just like a snow cone
Yeah, I walk in the spot, niggas be like "it's so cold"
Yeah, I come from the south I don't know what's a So-Ho
Yeah, I come from the south I don't know San Bruno
I don't know that shit
Ole pussy ass nigga you ain't on shit
Ole pussy ass nigga you nothing but a bitch
If you mess with my gang, we gone line up your shit
I just gave my partner racks just to flood his wrists
That bitch hopping from dick to dick
When yo lil bitch come to see me she wanna take a pic
(Yeah, yeah)
Oh my god, did the beat just switch?
I put the drum mag on the glock, and I leave a switch
And I give the glock an extended clip it look like a dick
I shoot them with a baby draco it's gone make him piss
I don't fuck with y'all niggas, not a little bit
I be balling out just like the March Madness
I be balling out just like I'm part of the Mavericks, yeah
You know I spin the blocks, you know the gang got glocks
Nigga run up on me, the block get hot
Nigga run up on me, they whole gang get shot
I'm balling like Curry, bitch don't get popped
Sipping on lean, sippin on wok
Took too much of the drank, I think I can't walk
Nigga want a free feature? He get blocked
Got the dirty K in the trunk, nigga gone get got
I'm balling out just like March Madness
Fuck on that bitch, she turn into a Maverick
Kill the whole gang, nigga, I'm a savage
Big ole glock, it do a lot of damage
I don't want that bitch 'cause she average
This purple drank really fucking up my bladder
Shout out to my mom, I'm glad to have her
Shout out to my brothers, I'm glad to have them