T.S.E 873 - Ocean Eyes текст песни

Текст песни Ocean Eyes - T.S.E 873




So much dark thoughts
Can't think about the positive
Girls being provocative
It's sad cause they be proud of it
The loud ill sip the loud of it
Fuck I smoked a ounce of it
I be feeling good
But on the low I ain't ever
Proud of it
I'll shoot out a crowd with it
Suppressor don't make sounds with it
Hallows hit the ground with it
Throwing shots
I'm bound to hit
All my niggas
Bound to hit
We do the dash we on the go
Bitches fronting like they is my wifey
I cant wife a hoe
Nigga getting hit with all this sticks
Like I play xylophone
Babe I'm hella wavy
Just stay with me
For the highs and Lows
Blickys get you sticky now you deady
Cause I light them poles
Hickeys on my dicky
Ya bitch miss Me
I don't like a hoe
I just want that sloppy toppy
10 bitches want slob and knob me
Need a crazy bitch who laughing With me
I need Margret Robbie
I just wanna fuck with Harley
Want them double ds on me
That pussy good
But why you asking questions
Like you Steve Harvey
She a actor
Not a benefactor
Money things attract her
I'm a bastard
Bitch I've been I've been a bastard
Can I fuck you after Arguments
You always starting shit
That's why I'm
Sparking spliffs Arguing
You at the heart of it
But got no heart to give
You've been on me
Always act off lust
But Once finally fuck you
Don't act star struck
Feel like the better off I'm doing
More relationships I ruin
We talkin money I exceed
El Dinero I speak fluent
School Couldnt teach me shit
In the streets was never truant
Fuck a bitch I'm chasing chips
Hunnid mill what I'm pursuing
All these niggas day room
Yea They cant fuck wit me
Goofy go and join a gang
But he scared to start a company
Niggas love the chase the bag
But he cant secure the breesh
He Went and copped her only fans
She hit my phone wit that for free
Pop out gang itchy
Riding with the blicky
Plus they gritty
Shots rang through ya city
Witness heard like fifty
We ain't playing
Ride around with saiyans
Runt pack always blazing
Catch a op we slay em
Ain't Leave a chance for escaping
So basically
Nun of my niggas gone Miss
Son of a gun you a bitch
Fucking that bitch in the lips
Then call jay like this a hit
Jumped in that water
Now I'm the shit
Flow so hard like I'm saving a piss
Ima rock out everywhere like Chris
New shoes ain't got a crease
Buy 3 pounds and it come wit a piece
Stay in some money like I got a lease
After I'm coming then I gotta leave
I made like 20 k this week at least
Growing some new shit check out The leaves
I like my president to be deceased
Just bought a shower that came with A seat
Foreign bitch came on the sink
She told me that hello back in Greece
I told her I'm going up like degrees
Fuck on the floor can't mess up the Sheets
Hop out of some shit that's gone make You Believe
Black man can
Get a whole lotta Green
I'm in a big rolls Royce unseen
Bitch I'm dead fresh crime scene
Told em that this ain't really my scene
Hit a lick this ain't really my thing
I need more money and I need speed
Know a few bitches wanna be creed
Cause all they wanna do
Is live in a Ring
Ironic how she gone stay on her knees
Then all they wanna do
Is live on a Beach
No money bitches living for free
No job professional freak
Zaza I'm officially geeked
Fucking her brain she mentally beat
Got in that pussy n turned to a beast
Promise you that my hoe
Do it the Best
She always look up when she at the D
So every time I put my dick in her Teeth I say



Авторы: Jaylen Hunt


T.S.E 873 - The Truth Hurts
Альбом The Truth Hurts
дата релиза
13-11-2020




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