paroles de chanson D0n't T4lk! - j4nuxry!

Iced out Margiela, with them blood red sheets
I don't even talk to ya (Nah) nah we don't speak
Real shooters on my team spraying that Glock 19
Yellow tape all on the scene (Whao)
That boy a goofy named sheen
Stacking my money so tall its like Ming
I ain't even married but I had to ice out the ring
That boy was slipping like it was some ice at the rink
That boy was singing like

Like oh my god
(Going)
(Going)
(Gone)
Going away now
Cold like the winter, why has my heart froze cold
Ice round my neck I bought the chain rose gold

Iced out margiela (Ice) with them blood red sheets (Red)
I don't even talk to ya (Nah) nah we don't speak
Re-Real shooters on my team spraying that Glock 19
Yellow tape all on the scene (Whao)
Felt like I was deceased
F-Feeling like I'm dead
Iced out margiela, with them blood red sheets (Red)
I don't even talk to ya (Nah) nah we don't speak
Real shooters on my team spraying that Glock 19 (My god)
Yellow tape all on the scene (Going) (Going)
Felt like I was deceased
Cold like the winter
Re-Real shooters on my team spraying that glock 19 (My god)
Yellow tape all on the scene (Whao)
Felt like I was deceased