Текст песни Blackops - QEW

Just on the phone
Facetime with my son
Said he wanna know
When daddy gon come home
Scam ting no face
Money gone come

Mollie on the phone
Ceecee like whinning gone jump

Making skeez on the digi
Broski got a sore thumb

Inshallah
Thank the most high
For my day ones

Inhale then exhale
Unload then reload
My daws sicko mode
With the heatshell

Talk nuff like most
Get hush like puppy
Get duppy like ghost
St Patrick raise ah toast
Had to casper ah spell
Oh well fare well
Yeah its
Breaking bad
When you raise hell
With them dawgs
Aint afraid of bail

Excuses
Talk it out
To late
Spark it out
Three stooges
Caulk em out
Yellow brick road
Take a stroll
Nigga walk it out
No cap
Cant talk back
Talk up
Get back hand
Minor set back
Hand press
Face wash
Man, Huh
Chu, hush
Get back

Talk the most
Do the lease
You do it for the
Clout
Get you lifted
Thats ah plow
It aint hard
To hire help
To much
Chattin snappin
Locations tracking
Screenshot
Lacking
In ah renty
Packing
Call of duty
Spin the block
Caution tape
Fuck ah opp
Fort night
Till its sun
Crash a bandaku
The
Forest gump
On the run
Switching clothes
Like a bum
Change domineers
Im ah nun

To much now
Why you chattin
Why you talkin
Why you cappin
In yah rappin
Soft like
Napkin
Provoke me
Jab him
Two pokes
To the neck like stein
Thats franklin
Then fly off
Thats alladin
Ia a v-dub
Thats a wagan

Like what happen
Moon walk
Off the scene
Like jackson
Mans think they king
Like bron from akron
You dont call
No plays like john
You aint madden
Second place
Aint ah ting
Make a call
Pull ah string
Raja dont
Get yah bell rang
Over small petty things

Pick a side pick a side
Either ride or you hide

Waldo