lirik lagu did it all (remix) – geminijynx
you ain’t me
so you shouldn’t be talking for me
i’m from the forty
so you know i keep the forty on me
lotta bands
had to get it by my doly
i done did it all
tell me what these b*tches want from me
pull up
hop up in the sp*ceship
i f*ckin wit the numbers like the matrix
all these mo f*cka’s so tasteless
talk behind my back but when they see me
they don’t say sh*t
i pull off the lot
park whoever try takin my spot
i’m shootin my shot
right through the roof
turn you to a drop
ya n*ggas is opps
i call to collect
ya callin the cops
don’t care if it’s hot
all day i be spinning the block
she gon blow me like some hooka
i’m on the strip wit the shooters
i’m in the trap with the movers
you bout ya money i salute ya
i be in the trap all day
my only office is the hallway
my plug only speak spanish
i approach him like oye
valentino on the feet
my b*tch bad like sheesh
if you reach i teach
i be flexing on the beat
diamonds moving like bachata
this is fenty on the collar
i made a hundred off a dollar
you can’t name a block hotter
you ain’t me
so you shouldn’t be talking for me
i’m from the forty
so you know i keep the forty on me
lotta bands
had to get it by my doly
i done did it all
tell me what these b*tches want from me
pull up
hop up in the sp*ceship
i f*ckin wit the numbers like the matrix
all these mof*cka’s so tasteless
talk behind my back but when they see me
they don’t say sh*t
she in love with how i scam
d*mn
started off wit a hundred grams
turned that to one hundred grand
cook it up
got my stretch on
f*ck stepped on
i’m the runnin man
been the man
they don’t understand
red on like cunningham
(yes)
took a loss i’m still on
she a threat but kilt calm
guiseppe rolex heel on
keep cheddar
mean leather
seat dweller in a thin arm
thighs thicker than ten arms
jeans kept her in vin moss
best kept
they don’t mention ya
glock on me
i promise ya
no thermometers
to check temperature
throw the oop
sean kemp’in ya
slam dunk in these women bruh
golf sport
that’s miniature
jet golf streams
wheels liftin up
you ain’t me
so you shouldn’t be talking for me
i’m from the forty
so you know i keep the forty on me
lotta bands
had to get it by my doly
i done did it all
tell me what these b*tches want from me
pull up
hop up in the sp*ceship
i f*ckin wit the numbers like the matrix
all these mof*cka’s so tasteless
talk behind my back but when they see me
they don’t say sh*t
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu пара нормальных para normalnykh › lirik lagu happy end (acustic version) – пара нормальных (para normalnykh)
- kumpulan lirik lagu l a exes › lirik lagu not again – l.a. exes
- kumpulan lirik lagu alex2tact › lirik lagu made it out the hood – alex2tact
- kumpulan lirik lagu stavento › lirik lagu magissa (nisigma) – stavento
- kumpulan lirik lagu goga sekulic › lirik lagu žigolo – goga sekulić
- kumpulan lirik lagu gavin parished › lirik lagu silence – gavin parished
- kumpulan lirik lagu kdv › lirik lagu была бы возможность (if it were possible) – kdv.
- kumpulan lirik lagu stariydedd › lirik lagu арафатка (arafatka) – stariydedd
- kumpulan lirik lagu levande › lirik lagu xpct – levandé
- kumpulan lirik lagu mental hippie blood › lirik lagu don’t talk – mental hippie blood