Текст песни Prom Night - Papi Kodak feat. Chuck Mow & Reggie Rob

Oh woah
Oh woah
Oh woah

Prom night dancing
Gangster and a bad bitch
I just want a mansion
Shawty taking chances
Prom night dancing
Gangster and a bad bitch
I just want a mansion
All these hoes can't manage

Not me nah I've never been no player
But I hop up on this beat get to feeling gangster gangster
I callout to Christ cause he always been my savior
GIrl I rock with you cause you've always been my flavor
Me and you together that's kinda crazy ain't it
That picture always perfect just as long as you paint it
This love life so sharp like I think it's double bladed
Your last name the first thing like I'm tryna change it
These days so cold like December
If I died today then who gone remember
Can't stay down on this come up forever forever not pretending
I thank God everyday cause he sending blessings
I write that scripture down like he sending me a message
Me you take off real soon and we going to the top
Like we going to the moon

Like woah woah woah
You've been on the road
The streets are cold
You just hit my phone
Tired of the games
The shits so old
Said that you love me that's a lie you always told
I just want you home I feel so alone

Started here in June mask in the booth
No face no case it's a murder in the Stu
Only time the mask off when we smoking in the coupe
Prom night dancing night ended so soon
I'm fresher than a motherfucker
Grant Street Goons still chillin with my brothers
Can't commit to one I got way too many lovers
Fuck her one time than you know I'm finna dump her
Another glass of champagne my homies make the toast
Started in the midwest got my eyes on the coast
Take another beat like I take another blessing
Tryna pay the bills so Ma can stop stressing
Staying with my two seven cause it's getting hectic
Put the signs in the song you just go connect it

Prom night dancing gangsta and a bad bitch
I just want a mansion shawty taking chances
Prom night dancing gangsta and a bad bitch
I just want a mansion all these hoes can't manage

I miss a lotta days and I miss a lotta thangs
But all remembrance comes with a little stang
Reminisce too much and all you'll find is pain
Yeah and all you'll find is pain
But there ain't no reason to be mad at the change
You can always make another song and have another drank
So son don't be mad just cause things ain't the same
Yeah cuh they always meant to change
You gotta switch and adapt to the game
Talk bad on my name you gone end up there with Elvis

I can't help it nah I can't help it
I'm feeling kinda selfish and reckless and helpless
You can keep them fake lies I know that's what you selling
If normal the hero then I am the Villain
He mad at me cause he all up in them feelings
Kodak on the mic and he bout to make a killing
You hate me but you envy my life
All pissed off cause you work that nine to five
I'm destined for greatness you just not the type
I stand tall In person cause I'm all about the hype
So baby uh what is the chance
It's prom night baby let's do a little dance

Making shawty go nuts
She blowing kisses on the school bus
Yeah the shawty with the big butt
I chase a bag like big bucks
Yeah I'm making shawty go nuts
She blowing kisses on the school bus
Yeah the shawty with the big butt
I chase a bag like big bucks
Yeah I'm making shawty go nuts
She blowing kisses on the school bus
Gang