Текст песни Bowling Pins - Mak11 feat. T Deniro

Imma tell the time up from the wristwatch
Want some diamonds jumping like they Chris Bosh
Put my grind on double ain't no pitstops
Shawty tryna fuck until my dick soft
Every line is subtle and they crisscross
Sipping wine with bubbles imma get sloshed
Put my tribe in trouble got me pissed off
They can't find a muzzle for this big dog
I only win, I don't take losses
So legit, I can't fake all this
Roll a zip of the dank coughing
Tryna go on trips to the bank often
Got a bone to pick if you hating on this
All my soldiers with me they playing offence
They'll smoke you quick, have you laying in coffins
Like bowling pins in the lane dropping

She sliding down it like the playground
I'm firing rounds they tryna stay down
I'm wilding out like I'm on stage now
I keep lighting loud that's why I'm stanked out
Ignite an ounce and see the haze clouds
Get it by the pound I keep the dank round
That guy a clown then he get phased out
Bitch I highly doubt we see the same route
I'm finding out what all you lames about
You ain't nothing like you said you was
I'm tryna count what's in my bank account
Blue face hunnits highly regular
I'm flying round I wasn't made for ground
Want a new chain something like a nebula
Get high as clouds and come to claim my clout
You dudes stay fronting I'm ahead of ya
They saying something I ain't hear it though
They hating cuz my lines they lyrical
Time to make this money okay here we go
Try and take it from me make your spirit float
Tryna change the subject cuz they very broke
While they faking bluffing I stay clear of those
I remain above em like a periscope
Put the gang up on a plane to Sarasota
You ain't what you claim lil bro we barely know ya
Better tuck your chain before you dare to show up
Double cup of drank I'm so prepared to pour up
Tunning up the ranks I don't compare to no one
I got what it takes it's only fair I blow up
I can't fuck with snakes they gon impair the glow up
All these bucks we chasing hoe it's clear they for us
Ain't no other way to go from here but forward

Imma tell the time up from the wristwatch
Want some diamonds jumping like they Chris Bosh
Put my grind on double ain't no pitstops
Shawty tryna fuck until my dick soft
Every line is subtle and they crisscross
Sipping wine with bubbles imma get sloshed
Put my tribe in trouble got me pissed off
They can't find a muzzle for this big dog
I only win, I don't take losses
So legit, I can't fake all this
Roll a zip of the dank coughing
Tryna go on trips to the bank often
Got a bone to pick if you hating on this
All my soldiers with me they playing offence
They'll smoke you quick, have you laying in coffins
Like bowling pins in the lane dropping

They better quit with the name dropping
Tell em to step, there ain't no stopping
I gotta get it, that's no option
They probably still hate that I'm still flossing
Beating the pot, this ain't no bossing
Who really wan get it there's no talking
Bags in the whip tryna get it popping
Back to the walking, I'm done with talking
I'm really with it, who really knew
Counting these hunnits, that red and blues
Catch me in the mix with some Louis shoes
I'm really a menace, but keep it cool
In her mouth like a dentist and then I blew
I know she ain't mine cause she roll with you
Taking my time it ain't nothing new
Still gonna get it, they never knew
Knocking em down like bowling pins
I head for the stars, no rosary
If my opps ain't dead, I'll slide again
Then get a check for every chance
So that hoe sell that up to bid
Them boys be making, pressing it
Right on my wrist, I'm stretching it
No striking it, I'm blessed as shit