Текст песни They Laced - Sonni Montana

How you real and you fake
That shit so make believe
I like my bitches with no waist
Cute face no Maybelline
Smoking exotic everyday
I'm living life in every way
I'm posted up outer space
I split the check with my ace
They stuck on broke like they laced
We riding round with that k
It's only me on that case
If a fuck nigga in my way

Disposed this iPhone
Get my line gone
They can't know what I'm on
These niggas screaming real
But they more faker
Than some rhinestones
Gemstones on my wrist
Posted up like I ain't on shit
But all these hoes still on my dick
She give me pleasure for my fix yeah
Smoked out loc'd out
Riding with the pistol grip
Fuck all my opps
Don't give no fuck about no dead niggas
I'll go to war with the whole world
If it's bout my bread nigga
Two cups one with ice
The other one to mix that red nigga
And every time I pour up
I just slow up like a dead nigga
Dread locks like shatas
In hot cars on go
Riding four deep in four cars
Fina hop out GI Joe
Got them memorized by the lifestyle
Real fly shit I know
Keep a bad bitch on stand by
At every place I go
Yea yeah
Smoked out loc'd out
Riding with the pistol grip

How you real and you fake
That shit so make believe
I like my bitches with no waist
Cute face no Maybelline
Smoking exotic everyday
I'm living life in every way
I'm posted up outer space
I split the check with my ace
They stuck on broke like they laced
We riding round with that k
It's only me on that case
If a fuck nigga in my way

They know what I'm on my mind gone
But I know that my time on
I done made it out of shit
When niggas folded
Cause mind strong
I know Ivo got my spine
He on the same time that I'm on
I know two guns that's my dawg
He riding or drying for me he on call
Flexing like a mother fucker
I can do this shit with no deal
Turnt up like a mother fucker
I been high off life with no pill
Shout out to my mud brother
We ain't copping shit with no seal
Treat him like my blood brother
We done been through shit that's so real
How you real and you fake
That shit so make believe
Going hard till the eighth degree
Burning on runtz got to face my weed
Out of space that's the place to be
Ran through racks on shopping sprees
On lean and plenty weed
Ran through wips I love to speed
Do the dash on a winning spree
Smoked out loc'd out
Riding with the pistol grip

Smoking exotic everyday
I'm living life in every way
I'm posted up outer space
I split the check with my ace
They stuck on broke like they laced
We riding round with that k
It's only me on that case
If a fuck nigga in my way