lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu vetements – halfmari

Loading...

(pre*chorus)
vetements, b*tch i love my vetements
she said that she’d k!ll me, why she hesitant
that b*tch she don’t know me and it’s evident
but she spittin’ on the d*ck like an impediment
woah
medicine, i been takin’ medicine
woah
i live in her head, b*tch i’m a resident
woah
all y’all f*ck n*ggas really jokes
roll these goofies up and they get smoked

(chorus)
you said that you love me, why you lyin
i had a german b*tch but shе a nine and
i love my arp and all my 9s
sometimеs i go to sleep and it feel like i’m dyin
monster
i won’t let my heart hurt
i won’t let my heart burn
my life took a hard turn
she said that we finished and we done but we ain’t start first
guess we really are cursed
wrap it up, starburst
(post*chorus)
shorty make my heart beat
boom, boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
i be in the streets with a gun, gun, gun
run, run, run
cause you done, done, done

(verse)
funny n*ggas worried about my bag sis
feel like medazelli, sh*t get tragic
waving around my stick like i do magic
i’m the highest in the room like travis
money in my hand that sh*t everlasting
n*ggas ain’t breaking bread like they f*cking fasting
i’m coming for your head, put you in the past tense
views from the 6, it will be your last dance
look at me floss
when i’m in my city, you know i’m the boss
i’m shoppin at neiman, you shoppin’ at ross
your shorty get hit, flipped, tossed
i’ma go big, rick ross
i’ma focus on the bag, yeah
you know me, i’m in the city
i’m getting too litty, won’t let a b*tch nag, yeah
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
i’m in a f*cking beamer truck
show face to the crib, gotta say what’s up
ak at the block, gotta make them duck
quavo at the crib, told her pipe it up
they said how do you bag, i said might be luck
turn a n*gga into notes, yeah, he highkey suck
i got drip on me like a hypebeast, yuh
shorty said that she h*rny, she might need us
(pre*chorus)
you said that you love me, why you lyin
i had a german b*tch but she a nine and
i love my arp and all my 9s
sometimes i go to sleep and it feel like i’m dyin
monster
i won’t let my heart hurt
i won’t let my heart burn
my life took a hard turn
she said that we finished and we done but we ain’t start first
guess we really are cursed
wrap it up, starburst

(chorus)
vetements, b*tch i love my vetements
she said that she’d k!ll me, why she hesitant
that b*tch she don’t know me and it’s evident
but she spittin’ on the d*ck like an impediment
woah
medicine, i been takin’ medicine
woah
i live in her head, b*tch i’m a resident
woah
all y’all f*ck n*ggas really jokes
roll these goofies up and they get smoked
(post*chorus)
shorty make my heart beat
boom, boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
boom, boom, boom
i be in the streets with a gun, gun, gun
run, run, run
cause you done, done, done

lirik lagu lainnya :

YANG LAGI NGE-TRENDS...

Loading...