paroles de chanson scripts - jamesstfu

Woah, yeah, yeah, c'mon, yeah
Uh-huh, woah
It be like yeah, It be like yeah, okay
(Cmon! Contact)

We in the hills, okay (James Shut The Fuck Up)
Back on them pills, okay
I be like "Fuck this shit", hop out the Wraith
My nigga loose screw, he love Drac's
Hop out the whip, then we flippin' that bitch
I can't stop 'em from sprayin'
We in the hills in Tarzana
Fuckin' that bitch off a pill, like "Oh, yeah" (C'mon, c'mon)
Hop in that bit', then we sprayin'
.762 made that lil' nigga dip
Walked in with that K and he trip
We finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip
I'm gettin' money I did it again, If I fuck her she gon' want it again
Walked in with that K and he trip, we finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip (Lil' bro don't trip)
(C'mon, c'mon, we finna-, we finna, yeah)

We finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip
.762 made that lil' nigga dip
We don't rock Chrome, no more (No more)
Can't keep my chrome, no more (No more)
I'm on a script pill, I'm feelin' slo-mo, I'm high than a rocket (High than a rocket, yeah)
I had to cut off the drank, it fuck with my pockets (It fuck with my pockets, yeah)
This bit' said I'm fake whole time she a model (Whole time she a model, yeah)
Used to pour 4's up out a lean bottle
My Dre' prob' wonder why I don't call him
I'm on a Percocet feelin' too nauseous but I keep tellin' myself I'm fallin' (Falling, yeah)

Cmon, cmon, yeah
We on–
We on Oxy', and Benzo'
Them Xan's, yeah
We finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip

We in the hills, okay
Back on them pills, okay
I be like "Fuck this shit", hop out the Wraith
My nigga loose screw, he love Drac's
Hop out the whip, then we flippin' that bitch
I can't stop 'em from sprayin'
We in the hills in Tarzana
Fuckin' that bitch off a pill, like "Oh yeah" (C'mon, c'mon)
I'm gettin' money I did it again, If I fuck her she gon' want it again
Walked in with that K and he trip, we finna get more scripts, lil' bro don't trip

Them Xans, yeah, c'mon
Whole time she a model, yeah
Out lean bottle
I'll call 'em, I'm nauseous (Damn them FTW niggas bitches boy, I went to that video shoot)
I'm falling, yeah, c'mon
C'mon yeah, we on (Why them niggas run? Soon as I pull up these niggas pull up boy)
We on Oxy's and Benzo's (I ain' even, I ain' even up the fye)