Текст песни SONIC (feat. G Herbo) - G Herbo , SosMula

You looking at a superstar, bitch, please
Hoe, she don't pray to God, she pray to Big Sleez
Hanging out the Aston Mar, I'm throwing big B's
Put some holes up in ya car, doo-doo-doo, Swiss cheese

I see my opps and my other opps they like to link up
I'm sending shots right on top of shots before you blink up
I'm putting rocks right on top of rocks, I ice the links up
I'm pouring Wock' right on top of Wock', I hold my drink up

Ah, ah, I got a gun
Ah, ah, I'm on the run
Ah, ah, his mama looking for me 'cause I shot her son
Tsss tsss, light the match
Skrrt, skrrt, vroom, light the scat
Skrtt skrtt, this shit so fast, give Sleezy bitch a heart attack

Ah, ah, I'm too tired, twin, go get that money for me
Ah, ah, I don't why he thought that he could run up on me
Ah, ah, thought he caught me lacking and I put it on 'em
Rrah rrah, told his ass this Draco made for getting money

Ah, ah, made it to the top with no G.E.D
Ah, ah, bitch I'm pushing P, not PTSD
Ah, ah, yeah, I got the drop on your BNB
Pop like it's TNT
You shot right on TMZ

Crash out gang, jail house gang
Catch a body, million dollar, bail out gang
Yeah, I'm gang banging, chain swinging
Still with the same gang ain't changing
Caught 'em at the game, left his brains hanging

I see my opps and my other opps they like to link up
I'm sending shots right on top of shots before you blink up
I'm putting rocks right on top of rocks, I ice the links up
I'm pouring Wock' right on top of Wock', I hold my drink up

Who am I? A super star, go shoot his gun
Last time the opps was linking up, we caught a two and one
Big G, but whenever it was war time, I was right there in the front
And I ain't paying for no hits, I drop that 50K on my son

I'm in the Trackhawk making it hum
Folks a jump in the front with a drum
Buddy a bitch, he ain't nothing like us
If I ever snitch, they'll slit my tongue
Let a whole 30 go off, it was fun
My shooter been doing that since he was young
Now this rap shit bringing us M's
Everybody hot, let's go on the run

They know I'm one of them ones
Call the label, just send me the funds
I X the middle man, nobody thought I could get it done
Cash a check for 20 M's, I ain't never see that many commas
Shory n 'em spin like ceiling fans, a 100 grieving opp mamas

I see my opps and my other opps they like to link up
I'm sending shots right on top of shots before you blink up
I'm putting rocks right on top of rocks, I ice the links up
I'm pouring Wock' right on top of Wock', I hold my drink up

Throwing bullets like I'm Brady, bitch, not Brett Favre
I just pulled in like a 80 clip selling fentanyl
Yeah, we popping X bars
Yeah, we drive the best cars
In that blue Demon, bitch, I'm Sonic Hedgehog
In that blue Demon, bitch, I'm Sonic Hedgehog
In that blue Demon, bitch, I'm Sonic Hedgehog
They catching hot ones when my gun bark
I let my opps run, and get a jump start

I see my opps and my other opps they like to link up
I'm sending shots right on top of shots before you blink up
I'm putting rocks right on top of rocks, I ice the links up
I'm pouring Wock' right on top of Wock', I hold my drink up