paroles de chanson Black Galaga - Imaginary Friends , Chuuwee , iMAGiNARY oTHER

Yo, you tryna hop on the sticks?
Aye! Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew!
Mind the whip nigga
Level 99 bitch
Aye!

Bet I smell like reefer on me when I'm walking out the door
Bet I keep the sleeper on me, now I'm always kinda woke
Remind me what it is I owe you doe, cause I don't even know
Reply me once with all the herbal essence, I want all the smoke

I gotta go, I gotta go, holla back tomorrow doe
Forgot to call her back, she had a heart attack, she out control
I gotta go, get a glizzy back and put on all my clothes
Kinda cold the way I do her but she get it out the snow

I bet I smell like reefer on me when I'm hopping out the whip
Only talking authenticity, don't do the counterfeit
If she got fire pussy, imma fuck the shit up outta of it
Walking in and out a fancy ass house without a lick

I'm making loot without a brick, but we might move a pound of this
Usually on my silent hill, I'm down to shoot it out and shit
I smoked some reefer and it took me out the mood that I was in
Right now I'm up, cloud six, fuck I'm feeling down again

Because I'm coming down again, because you come around again
I must get out the house, I gotta get the fuck around from them
Started out with doubt, now they wanna suck the clout from him
So I let her have a favorite then I bust around her chin eugh

22 style points
Headshot!
Going in for bonus
Yea!

I ain't tryna catch a case
The money call, I do the race
When I'm in Harlem, do the shake
I don't know how to Milly Rock
Im outta town and with my Ace
Life around me looking great
I'm Robert Downey, I'm still off the ground, they pound me in the face

Im in a dodge, fuck a wraith
Kingdom Hearts, fuck her face
In a garage, near the safe
Her mom and dad be getting guap
Soiled tires with these shocks
Probably riding with some thots
Getting higher than you thought
They always text "Forget-me-not"

I'm Lionel Messi on the beat
Tryna catch me on the streets
You tryna catch me off my feet
I always keep em on me G
I was cooling in my jeep
But now we resting on some beef
I was crazy yesterday, but this is testicles to me
We hold weapons when it's thick
I can't do rest at all in peace
I'm counting blessings, holy shit
Oh yea I still don't owe you shit
Only met me once, so yea oh yea you still don't know me bitch
You ain't got nothing left to offer me and you can't show me shit ha