Munna Cash - Taxi текст песни

Текст песни Taxi - Munna Cash



Can't fuckin' tax Me
Riding round with a choppa' in the backseat
Why you mad at Me?
You should be proud of Me
Tryna get the gwop'
Get the green like broccoli
She all on a G
Young Munna
Icy like a hockey team
She proud of Me
Can't fuckin' tax Me
Riding 'round in a fuckin' taxi
Came up off the backstreet
In the trap I'm whippin' shit like Zaxby's
Fuck the feds why they tryna harass Me?
Riding round with a fuckin' choppa' in the backseat
Just in case a fuck nigga think he gonna pack Me
Ballin like the clips I swear I'm feelin' like I'm Pat B
Pull up on that boy had him running like a track meet
You can't @ Me
I like my bitches classy
In high school I never was in class b
I was sellin' pack
Why the fuckin' teachers tryna' latch Me?
And my bitch a baddie gold all in her teeth
Swear to God Munna live the fuckin' dream
All these bitches jockin' since I hopped up on the scene
Back to back I'm snapping ballin like Munna Kareem
Live the fuckin' dream
And my broski came in with a fuckin' beam
Why they talking? Never @'ing Me?
Is you fuckin' shittin' Me?
Shoutout my NY slime
Munna Cash, she ain't even know I rhyme
Stunna time, Munna time
Stunna time, BSR
She ain't know I fuckin' rhyme
Can't fuckin' tax Me
Ridin' round in a fuckin' taxi
All these bitches jockin' since I hopped up on the fuckin' scene
Came up with a cheque! I'm balling like Munna Kareem
Can't fuckin' tax Me
Came up with the
Choppa' in the backseat
Riding 'round wit it
Choppa' in the fuckin' backseat
Came up off the
What else Munna? What else Munna?



Авторы: Odean Mckenzie


Munna Cash - Cash Season
Альбом Cash Season
дата релиза
08-08-2020




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