Lyrics
Ay 3! bill up the heat gas in the air we might jam the AC
Jeez hot in the whip lemme breathe
edamame when we bag up the P
run to the door cah the package for me
My bedroom come like the back of JD
Bitch it’s CAPITAL C i ain’t splashing on garms I get brands in for free
Tu parli
bravo nessuno sa quello che dici
prima di sognare un’audi ero in giro con brobro in bici
grazie a Dio sono arrivato fin qua
incappucciato se giro città
mani in giù se ti piace il (mwah) mani in su se ti piace l’ITA
yeah
White men can’t jump that’s why I went and put bands on my feet
put the money where my mouth is that’s why I got a couple bills on my teeth
smoke to the lungs now I feel like Drake ain’t nobody can tell me to breathe
Different I see what nobody sees gave them advice & they told me to leave
Gave them advice & they saw it as cheap
Gave them my time & they took it for granted
Told her the deadline for BS is quarter to 3 if you call after that then you’re jarring
I’m like a bad trapper I ain’t catching no Zs when I sleep I keep feeling my heart sink
but bro shows love to the feens he got him a benz he’s squeezing the half in
yeah
quanto ho bisogno di pace (huh huh)
quanto ho bisogno di pace (minchia)
mischio la vodka col ace
per ogni lavoro che ho fatto in estate
per ogni volta che ho visto un amico di scuola finire in un tribunale ahhh
just landed yeah tell her to wait in the lobby I’m back
Cariño
wait what
come put that body on man
skate on beats like I just hit an Ollie with vans but I was in colly and prang
Now on the average friday night
bodies them pop like molly & xans
say that I can’t then I probably can say that I won’t then I probably will
Back then it was only a dream now I got labels offering deals
now i got bitches all on their feet now I got bitches all in their feels
lowe all the pictures I just want peace lowe all the pictures lemme be still
Ay 3! bill up the heat gas in the air we might jam the AC
Jeez hot in the whip lemme breathe
edamame when we bag up the P
run to the door cah the package for me