Текст песни
Hot topic chat about man in the hottest
Can’t fire on me I got fire on me no I ain’t a pop star ima pop it
What’s popping I get litty I ride through the city have everyone clocking
I get it popping Pop the top yeh I’m off it still got a in my pocket
Got it on me for a reason I’m in new season gimme a reason
Stepper look at my sneakers & I got pepper nigga I’m seasoned
Burberry sweater that’s how I’m feeling got it on me in a meeting
I bet they don’t know who their dealing with reasoning with a demon
And if it ain’t flips miss me me I spent 5 in 50s
Moncler jacket causing a racket rockstar now she warn kiss me
Travelling ooo block gypsie I take a shot leave a opp boy tipsy
Hsq nuhn ain’t new I had it on me at 15
Young thug I don’t need a gunna my zoners will come out a whole in your bomber
I go do it in white lows coulda caught up but I don’t wanna bother
White hoes love me in Off-White Louis V drip with a lock knife
I got a blade & a hot line don’t say my name in your top 5
Don’t say my name in your top 3 I did a booting bait on the front street
I conversate with a junkie I got a place in the country
On a opp block with a tre on the front seat (
Had a toy moving paranoid see the blue lights but the jakes wasn’t on me
Did it bait then I’m offski hitsquad baby
I’m feeling rowdy I wanna shmurda
Hot boy I got a hot toy it make a pop noise I got a turner
You know I’m on joints arthritis I’m in the ride but the drivers a learner
Hitsquad baby I jump out the ride with a ‘chete I’m tryna catch any
Henny henny they pouring out.. Lemme not talk about them man
Lemme not chat too loose another one too cah I’m tryna m one
I’m feeling like m1 It’s still free my niggas you already know about them man
You know you can’t talk on denz if he was on end you know he a skeng man
Rumours talky talky I’m still fucking that bitch if she 40
Father I don’t need Maury still I’m on yellow brick I feel like Dorothy
Kick their feet I jump out with the.. in the back of the ford with the sawny
Fling corn all them niggas just corny swing my sword I ain’t giving man warnings
Gave a man over 10 it’s appalling hit his chest he can hear the lord calling
All that boaring was getting all boring vietnarm grab a gun & go touring