Текст песни Styrofoam - B3nchMarQ

T-Kay
Mama told me son you gon be a?
Told mama lately I got a lot to prove
Mama told me don't worry this is what the devil do
Mama told me you finna eat with the people you starving with
Lately, who be my dudes ain't nothing new
And what's new to me, be my Nikey shoe
And try me they know, my Monday never blue
And I know she a hoe so why you call her boo?(Iyeah)

Finna pour the liquor in my Styrofoam
And I ain't even trynna get that antidote
(Imma pour it up in my cup till the sun come down)
(All my niggas hella fly)
Finna pour the liquor in my Styrofoam And
Ain't even trynna get that antidote(skrrt!skrrt!)
Gotta me hella trippy when I'm in the coast
I'll be hella jiggy everybody see my sauce
P-Jay
Ain't no fame nigga names up in my main phone
Cavv all the side dealing we doing for thee main shows
Snooze button on these niggas bought me a stay woke
They finna doubt you till you put them up on your payroll
Early money make it feel like end of the week
Show me the highest, nigga now I'm at his peak
So you never really matter when you see us around
And you should be worried if the fliest are in your town

Finna pour the liquor in my Styrofoam And ain't even trynna get
That antidote (imma pour it up in my cup till the sun come down)
(All my niggas hella fly)
Finna pour the liquor in my Styrofoam And
Ain't even trynna get that antidote(skrrt! skrrt!)
Got me hella trippy when I'm in the coast
I'll be hella jiggy everybody see my sauce
T-Kay
I'm about it then I told them I need a bastle dough
Man I gaol, If they hear me I'm finna bless them all
I connected then I got it then I let that nigga blow
I predicted double digits when we cross the globe
Everytime we feeling that we winning when I'm in the zone
Now we on a record label, XLR if you didn't know
Not a co-sign, more spaan fuck an NGO
Never needed features for a blow up
We just on our own

P-Jay
I was so crazy bout the music, I went and signed
Figured it out then I just went and choose me a lag
We kept it moving, it was the patience for all you lames
You know round the whole city man I'm
Just trynna get in shape(yeah, yeah)
Dirty fashions all the music done got me cleaned
Only catch verses, yeah we gon need all them receipts
You see all that talking you do hella cheap
And since we got closer to the riches
We outta reach(yeah!)