akunna - Red Room paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Red Room - akunna




Trapaholics
Real Trap Shit!
Yeah
Yeah
Trapaholics mixtapes
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Niggas wont shoot if you say so
You finna die so fuego
Niggas been faking this image
Can't even question their AO
Shit, shit, shit, shit
Look at my message the pussy alert
Baptize the hoe take her ass back to church
I preach the gospel, bars and the verse
Spent all them racks and I ain't write a blurb
Shake up the room, every step fuckin' twerk
Fuck what you saying, hurdurdurdur dur
How many fuck niggas started with hate
You started this but don't know what it takes
Hollow split hairs, a particular purge
Violence don't trickle, it came in a burst
Made one mistake and I step back and learn
You made it where, bitch you stuck in the burbs
Written in gold of the scripture
We turning
We turning
We turning
We turning
We turnt
Yeah
She getting cash off the curb
How you gon' think that I wish yall the worst
Not what I said, they stay flipping my words
It's finna ricochet, knocked em right off the shade
Talk to the karma, this what you deserve
Started the same, but let's see who come first
Put my head down, fuck the comments, we work
Ain't even worried, they rub off my glow
Cool, keep it cold
You know what he show
One second he straight, then the next he gon fold
I just left him alone
I ain't tried it, I ain't tried it
Yeah, caught it
Had me like, whoa
Hybrid, I do em both
Nasty, she do it gross
Why preach? Stick to the posts
Let's be honest, cause it's in vogue
I do the same when I pick out my coats
Ain't even design it, bitch went ku
Crazy, cause we saw the patterns up close
You must've thought Instagram give you clues
Faking your politics, leave it alone
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Ain't had no worth, so I stay with the reject
God show the light and the trap for a reason
If it ain't blood, I don't want no allegiance
Bro finna land, he work hard in Akita
Trip over nun, I stay with my legions
Checks over stripes, that's that Nike Adidas
Yeah
Flip for no reason, we got it
You wasn't P, it ain't personal
Just keep that shit in your pocket
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Niggas wont shoot if you say so
You finna die so fuego
Famine might knock his potato
Please keep your eye on the payload
Niggas been faking this image
Can't even question their AO
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Niggas wont shoot if you say so
You finna die so fuego



Writer(s): Ozoemena Ikeotuonye



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