paroles de chanson 9 LIVES (feat. Koncept Klue) - ssolumm

Ew
Why are you looking at me, the fuck?
Yeah, 9 lives

Yeah, spin it back
Fucking ssolumm

You aren't the same
No, it's like, I don't even know you
Dude, fuck you

I be posted with your bitch, you already know
Tell me, what you gonna do if I come up a pole?
Getting cash, bag it up before I gotta go
Shotta flow, 50k a feature if you wanna know
If he bout it, let him know that I got nine lives
Like run up on me and I'll shoot your ass nine times
Bitches geeking in the bathroom off nine lines
Like whole team smoking in that backroom, on Mike Dimes

Fairy dust
On the block you wasn't there with us
So stare at us, I'll leave you fucking painted
You can't bury us
If I'm booted, I won't do it, tell 'em bring the bottle
If I do it, I won't move unless he eat this hollow
Bet ya ass this pussy boy won't even live to see tomorrow
Ran off as a ghost
On my gram, but they won't even follow

Smoking grams, double wrapped blunt, smoke by the pound
Know they listen to my music, they fuck with my sound
I need a doc to inspect my head, I think I'm getting sicker now
Come and get your girl out my DM/s before I dick her down
Why you grabbing on my gun? That's my dick, baby
Why you starting shit for fun? 'Cause I'm sick, baby
Paid vacation, flew her out just to kick it with me
Yeah ight, bluefaces on my bitches titties

Like every time we pull up, wonder what we finna do
We take your bands, take your bitch out to dinner too
We don't need an interlude to let these bullets rip into you
Wonder why your bitch be on my dick if she's so fucking into you
In the night like a crow, I be fucking on that bad bitch
You already know, posted with my bros
And I got too many choppas, 21, but I ain't savage
Yeah, on my grind like a tailslide
Cause when I pull up on your block, they tuck tail and hide

Aye, send me your location, I been acting brand new
If you running to your friends, they getting done up too
Y'all bitches thinking that y'all bout the money, but your rent due
Pistol make the bitches dance, now they covered in blues
Now they, now they, wanna walk in my shoes
One two stepping on your bitch, that's what I do
If we catch you, promise pigs won't find you
Dr. Miami couldn't redesign you

Laced up
Beating on your bitch after her tummy tuck
Pay stub
She can get this money when the job is done
Waste her
Talking to me funny, get you laid out
If you don't know about me, ask your nigga what this play bout

Cash honey
If you won't do it, he'll do it for less
Fast money
I mean it, I have no regrets
Bag running
Through your block, this where I find success
Got you bitches stressed out tryna catch a check
They ask me what my money bout, and I had to flex
Hahah, stop looking at me nigga
We got nine lives

I be posted with your bitch, you already know
Tell me, what you gonna do if I come up a pole?
Getting cash, bag it up before I gotta go
Shotta flow, 50k a feature if you wanna know
If he bout it, let him know that I got 9 lives
Like run up on me and I'll shoot your ass 9 times
Bitches geeking in the bathroom off 9 lines
Like whole team smoking in that backroom, on Mike Dimes