ログイン  | 新規登録
歌詞投稿コミュニティ「プチリリ」

TOP > 歌詞 > Blue Notes 2 (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)
Blue Notes 2 (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

アーティスト:Meek Mill  アルバム:Expensive Pain  作詞:Alexander Papamitrou/Nikolas Papamitrou/Robert Williams/Symere Woods  作曲:Alexander Papamitrou/Nikolas Papamitrou/Robert Williams/Symere Woods  発売年:2021 

  • お気に入り登録




Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap Yeah (Brrt) You gotta turn me up in the headphones some more, a lil' bit more Just a teeny bit Turn me up, Cruz It's so many motherfuckin' hundreds, you gotta make a part two I'm not in competition with my homies I'm whippin' the competition and the Rollie I knew my opposition never knew me They wouldn't be opposition if they know me I made a proposition to my hitters I told them to knock 'em down if he owe me I just be slidin' 'round, hittin' the building We movin' with Glock, pounds, and them I405 Them niggas got shot down, we was whorin' My homie a opp now, so we on him I was like sixteen with the MAC on me Deep in the field like it's Pop Warner Weathered the shit, seen niggas cracked on me When it got real, tried to slide on him I made some M's, split the guys on it We keepin' it real, niggas not And my homie a savage, got put in a casket, and I'm mad at him 'cause he died on us Just left his viewing and I told his momma, every time that she cry, "We gon' slide on 'em" I look you niggas right dead in the eye and I ain't surprised you ain't ride for US How would you feel if you bust some mill' with some niggas and they switch the side on you? How would you feel? When you so lit that you can't tell if the love real If I can't tell you nothin', I'll tell you how a thug feel And you ain't rich, nigga, your stash can't pay my drug bill Pussy (Pussy) Nigga, this expensive pain, pullin' an expensive Range Neck got expensive chain He got drug money (Yeah), that's an expensive game (Yeah) I got an expensive shooter (Yeah), he got expensive aim (Yeah) You know it's Lil Uzi (Yeah), that's an expensive name (Yeah) I'm goin' hard and my back to the wall (Wall) I was like JH, just pumpin' and fakin' us, no way they matchin' me off (Matchin' me off) Who really gon' stick me if we gettin' busy and we seein' rap when it's bought? (Bought) I won't even practice, I go triple platinum and they sayin' that was a wash, ayy I switch my Rollie up to a Richard Mille In the trenches with some young nigga Tryna tell him how this rich shit really feel You ain't never been in the field with them late nights, off Benadryl With them great whites, locked in a cell Like Shawshank, no redemption


投稿者: PetitLyrics
プチリリ再生回数:4





日本語English

利用規約プライバシーポリシー許諾情報運営会社お問い合わせヘルプ
© 2024 SyncPower Corporation


Page
Top