Текст песни Juslisten - 637FROZEN

Yeen gotta talk
Jus listen
Talk shit run him down cuz he playing with the buisness
Yeen gotta bitch pass the clutch she my witness
Throw back she different kinda fitness
he was talking wack ask me brodie where the stick is
making money i been burning all the bridges
check the wrist, different colors when it glisten
hit a lick hit the chimney it aint christmas
but the bands on the wishlist
i got money coming in but idont pay the bitch shit
got the bands now im rich bitch
try to pull up on me you get put up on a hit list
talk shit won't kill shit
didnt have to shoot he got caught up in some pill shit
some never worried bout some bill shit
i had told a bitch to back it up like whats the deal bitch, uh

uh
bitch
shoot the glock i dont miss
i got big bands on my bitch
she a fan of this shit
they gave sticks to the kid
made em shoot he a kid
made him kill he a kid
and he still selling mid
i done planned on this shit
i got rich now take the hint
mommas cry when i'm pissed
big moves gotta know who you with
cuz if not you get killed if you switch
lets make money i don't wanna do that shit
but if you think about i won't hesitate empty clips
i got caught up in the whip
i had called my mans got the stick
he gon pull up in sec
pulled up on him laid his ass to rest
(pulled up on him put his ass to rest)
yeen gotta talk
jus listen
talk shit run him down cuz he playing with the buisness
you aint gotta bitch pass the clutch she my witness
throw back she different kinda fitness
talking wack ask me brodie where the stick is
making money i been burning all the bridges
check the wrist, different colors when it glisten
hit a lick, hit the chimney it aint christmas
but the bands on the wishlist
i got money coming in but idont pay the bitch shit
got the bands now im rich bitch
try to pull up on me you get put up on a hit list
talk shit won't kill shit
didnt have to shoot he got caught up in some pill shit
some never worried bout some bill shit
i had told a bitch to back it up like whats the deal bitch
ain't apart of it no check
she been tryna take the chains off my neck
i got bands thats a bet
put my bitch up on a jet
lotta shootahs wit a tech
i got shootahs to the left
have em rethink what he said
pay the money leave him dead
all brudda see is red
when they switch they turn to fed
bad lil bitch she giving head
lotta spit up on the bed
talking shit get fillt wit lead
better watch up where u tred
ain't no limit what we get
got the money i aint tripping i wont spend it
put some tints up on the whip and now we spinning
if its war, i aint worried bout civilians
dont want beef why'd you start it and not finish it
this real life we don't get no fucking scimmages
do it once send them shootahs come and finish him
if i run up outta ammo she'll replenish them
thicc bitch pass the stick when i spinning shit
p-p-perfect timing
new watch never know what the time is
try to run up you get shot where you hiding
got like forty bitches on the yacht and we wilin
new packs got shipped from the island
all my money blue pockets thicc got me smiling
quarter million the minimum for signing
always keep it in a safe when money go its piling
yeen gotta talk
jus listen
talk shit run him down cuz he playing with the buisness
you aint gotta bitch pass the clutch she my witness
throw back she different kinda fitness
and he was talking wack ask me brodie where the stick is
making money i been burning all the bridges
check the wrist, different colors when it glisten
hit a lick hit the chimney it aint christmas
(it aint christmas)