Текст песни 333 (feat. Son Soul) - PayRoll

Wrist on me
Got it tick
12 3
Tik tok
Gotta big watch
Gotta thick thot
With a big ol rocket
Pull up jimmy neutron
With the big smarts
Shoot it once
Big nerf
Buy it all
Got it first
Got it all
You bought a nerd
Dodging left
But make a turn
Only care
At my concern
Ash it all
Gone make a burn
Bitch you know me
Gotta kill it
Updated
I got the widgets
Met the girly
Got the digits
Bottles up
Like can you drink it
I don't know
Whatchu want
I might pull up on a little bitch
And make him run
Why you running from the gun
I'm just running from the jump
Boutta drop a couple thousand on your girl
I find it fun
I won't lie
Will not front
Running for the B A G
While you slumped
Bottles up but you can't pour another
Gotta have to hit the road or something
I ain't tryna promise
That she
Gonna get the bonus

What we're on
Some Mumbo-Jumbotron
The Underdogs on our Bubble-Bobble and we're popping Off
Like you thought catching a dub was to have you inducted
Man, you out of the Budget
I'm out the Underground like Harriet Tubman
Running you for all your worth like Capital Punishment
I'm Master of Puppets and it's all original
While you're Still Tracing the Stencil and
Go playing but Don't Say it unless it's Facebook Official
Yeah
I bust in the room like a China-Shop Bull
Face Plant, and Get up like
What it is?
What it do?
All we got is the truth
From Poppin' some Shrooms and tripping harder than a Momma walking through a Toddlers Room
And I hit the drum like King-Conga
Big Poppa smoking on that ill nah-nah
I Chill, Nadda
Kiddie I'm Bull Doggy and every songs a rough copy
Bitch I'm going Full-Monte

Oou now I'm back
Big body making laps
Out here playing games
While girly let me get the cat
Blue lights
Hit the dash
Do a double
Swervin back
Try to catch up
Try to pass
No you not
Need to
Relax
Realize
Take a
Step back
Why you talking all that smack
Adding all the commas
Do the math
Gotta
Realize
Relax
Take a
Step back
I don't wanna cause the trouble
But you tempt to a make a tussle