Yung Baller - notchlling (feat. PlayBoiCy) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson notchlling (feat. PlayBoiCy) - Yung Baller



I ain't even chilling with my homies no more
They all dead
Got these demons in my head
And i left they ass on read
How you even calling the cops, you a fed
Fuck sliding for the opps, they all dead
Oops, sorry
Play me like Atari, pull up to Lowry
Yeah that's my hood, but you cannot pull up to it
We got glocks, magazines, don't wanna use it
Got a true fit, hoe
These shoes hit hoes
If you ask where i'm from, bitch i'm from the Lows
Bae, where its real cold, and the winter don't snow
That's why i got my diamonds on my toes
They all froze
Don't even get me started with my clothes
They not cargo's
Bitch i know she got a man though
She can't be my main hoe
Tell me what the fuck that mean
Tell me what the fuck that mean, bitch
Used to vlog my lifestyle til' my hands
Now i'm in the stu', and i'm really working
Really working
Bitch i be celibate, and rock still be bussing
Get at your fellas chain, i could never expose a name
He gone do research on me
Like he still in school, bitch
Catch the person, cause he never learned his lesson
Trying to fuck with lil' Cy-Cy
Put your ex on a white tee
I'm gonna rock that white tee
I remember when i used to post on YT
Bitch i know she got a man though
She cant be my main hoe
Tell me what the fuck that mean
Tell me what the fuck that mean, bitch
Used to vlog my lifestyle til' my hands was hurting
Now i'm in the stu', and i'm really working
Bitch i be celibate, and rock still be bussing
Get at your fellas chain, i could never expose a name
He gone do research on me
Like he still in school, bitch
Catch the person, cause he never learned his lesson
Trying to fuck with lil' Cy-Cy
Put your ex on a white tee
I'm gonna rock that white tee
I remember when i used to post on YT
Now i got these diamonds dancing
Like i'm Spike lee, hoe
They said do i preform, i do it nightly, hoe
Play her like a type beat
Text me bitch i'm not replying, hoe
Cause i'm, cause i'm chilling with my
I ain't even chilling with my homies no more
They all dead
Got these demons in my head
And i left they ass on read
How you even call the cops, you a fed
Fuck sliding for the opps, they all dead
Oops, sorry



Writer(s): Chris Hady


Yung Baller - Perfect Yb Tape
Album Perfect Yb Tape
date de sortie
14-04-2023




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