Текст песни House Party - T.Rabb

So many niggas died we stop hitting the house parties
Shooter in the ride, we flexing if you fraudin
12's in the Ford I'm slapping the second Carter
10 toes down, who stepping on floors harder

I can tell that you just rapping for attention
Dapping niggas just to break the tension
The type of rappers fishing for a mention
You got the fefe pregnant that's not pimpin
All these Bars about cars you don't own a whip
3,000 on a chain but gotta call a lyft
Huh
Glass diamonds and a bogus wrist
Yeah fake kicks, no authentic shxt
Talking bold ima roll with the role with the pole on me
Episodes made me cold niggas froze on me.
I expose, grip the 4 and erode homie.
Yeah that's acid on his clothes brodie dosed on me
Two steps in a Jordan 2
Curb stomps for the talking loose
I heard he got robbed and ran to the gram
Filming the broken glass that's what gangstas do
Huh

So many niggas died we stop hitting the house parties
Shooter in the ride, we flexing if you fraudin'
12's in the Ford I'm slapping the second Carter
10 toes down, who stepping on floors harder

I gotta tell you something sick
I heard you engineering for niggas fucking yo bitch
Pardon my French or is that creole
There's only 1 eye like when you're looking through a peephole
Niggas softer than brioche
I'm feeling like mike closing his eyes on that free throw. Plus numbers on the phone, this A different zone
Roll a rapper in a cone, ash the roach it's gone
Shxt was smoking like the world trade
I been soaking beats in a marinade
Undefeated apron going Bobby Flay
Chainsaw a great going leather face
Don't compare us, you don't have a classic, just cop a feature I could make
You valid
The Rabb stemi pack yeah it's really that
Cartographer I'll put you on the map

So many niggas died we stop hitting the house parties
Shooter in the ride, we flexing if you fraudin'
12's in the Ford I'm slapping the second Carter
10 toes down, who stepping on floors harder
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