paroles de chanson Explosive - Zack Cokas , Marco Luka

I switch lanes in a delay
Y-M-C-A
Your money can't associate, aye
Look, I don't care if it's your B-day
I do what me say
And me say party every day, aye
Flip it over
Back page bitch, I'm a deal closer
First class chick went to Villanova
So much ass, ass spilling over
(What?)
What did he say?
If he ain't Z-A to the motherfuckin' C-K
Then I don't listen
Get the fuck up outta my face
Pack your bags
And (Oh) don't forget your suitcase

Explosive
Beast coast shit
A cunning villain
But been feeling like the dopest
Like a quarter bag of Anna Nicole Smith
I ain't dealin'
It's depending who you roll with

I drive the five-seater by the meter
I make a track
Run it back then delete it
(Ugh)
I lead the pack I'm a leader
I'm getting fast run the track till my feet hurt
(Ugh)
All these people watching for me
Almost thinking we can start an army
Game crashing like a kamikaze
Wash you down like an auto-body
(Ugh)
I can't fit in two verses
Imma need more hearses
Killing rappers, I murder
Best you never heard of
Smart like Minerva
Fly like a bird
The beat sick, I'm allergic

Drop it down for the kid
Expensive taste, don't pass me the mid
(Ugh)
Don't ask where I live
It's young Zack North Cack
'Ready told ya, ya dig?

Already told you, ya dig
I got deep coat pockets, why you hate on the kid?
In my air force walking to the door of her crib
Whole gang makin' waves, never off of the grid
Like I'm trippin' on the rocket, get your bands, get your bands up
Cutie with the Vans and she told me she a dancer
Hit it till the morning told me she can't even stand up
She keep tryna call me hoping I can always answer