paroles de chanson Onomatopoeia - bbno$ , Yung Gravy

The fuck am I doin'?

Yeah, it's 1017, iced out, big clock
It go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, it don't stop, uh
What the fuck you mean? Shut the fuck up, pussy boy
I go bang, bang, bang, 'cause why the hell not?
Oh, my god, I'm parkin' in some WAP
Rest in penis, sorry cock
30 seconds in, job's done, bags up
I went ding, ding, ding, I ain't got time to give a fuck
(Yeah)

I ain't just a rapper, baby, I'm more like a grocer
I got cheese, I got bread, I got honeys, all kosher
(BLP)
And my main girl's titties ain't Dolby
So when they say, "Paper or plastic," we talkin' diplomas
Your girl's perfume my aroma
Six-foot-eight, so I'm safe from Corona
Keep on spittin' gas, I got mesothelioma
Keep on seein' dollars, I'ma catch glaucoma

I need her thicker than tortilla
Somethin' more like pita, modern family Latina
I see ya playin' follow the leader
I just hit ten million, Christina
Uh, yeah, that's nice, but I need some more
Me and Baby off the goop out in Mykonos
Damn, baby, why you tweakin', bro?
Your bitch caught the Gravy 'bout a week ago

Yeah, it's 1017, iced out, big clock
It go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, it don't stop, uh
What the fuck you mean? Shut the fuck up, pussy boy
I go bang, bang, bang, 'cause why the hell not?
Oh, my god, I'm parkin' in some WAP
Rest in penis, sorry cock
Thirty seconds in, job's done, bags up
I went ding, ding, ding, I ain't got time to give a fuck
(Yeah)

Twins, they tryna clip, flip a coin, that's heads or tails
(Huh?)
Carpal tunnel wrist, bust down bitch, I'm off the rails
Out in Guangzhou, my libido was found
Call me Romeo
(Romeo)
The way she tug my shit down
(Yeah)

Check it up
(What?)
Confirm the zeroes on the check, please
(Check it up)
I'm in the Tesla with my bestie
(Check it up, skrrt)
I take the shirt off, way too sexy
(Check it up, check it up)
I told Sheila confirm the rezzie
(Rezzie)

She gon' beat up on my chest like I'm George of the Jungle
Oliver Twist, I stay finessin', all my orphans won't fumble
Up my tool, she like my diction, got my bag up from mumblin'
17-hundred on some rainboots? I can't be humbled

1017, iced out, big clock
It go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, it don't stop, uh
What the fuck you mean? Shut the fuck up, pussy boy
I go bang, bang, bang, 'cause why the hell not?
(Boom)
Oh, my god, I'm parkin' in some WAP
Rest in penis, sorry cock
Thirty seconds in, job's done, bags up
I went ding, ding, ding, I ain't got time to give a fuck