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 the sopranos (deluxe mix) – tee grizzley

[intro: machine gun kelly]
ayy, idgaf
(h*lluva made this beat, baby)
i don’t give a f*ck, yeah (yeah)

[verse 1: machine gun kelly]
in my hood i was the baby boy like lil jody (for real)
bossed up, now i tell ’em when to go like i’m e*40 (go)
2019 i spent half the checks i got on codeine (hm)
now i got superpowers, look at how high i be floating (shh)
i don’t ever play no games, but i’m always loading (yeah)
i got a sweet tooth, so i dip my car in candy coating (hm)
key up, boy, when i was thirteen what i drove was stolen (skrrt)
my twenty*eighth birthday, my homie pete bought me a rollie (ah)
all these rappers corny, why when it was really beef?
thе way you act don’t match the way you talkin’ on your story
we got the footagе from the hotel ’cause my dawg recorded
put him to sleep, turn the audio up, you hear him snorin’
i’m from cleveland, but we on bullsh*t like michael jordan (yeah)
they gon’ protect me at all costs ’cause what i do important (oh)
don’t wake the beast inside of me up, he been layin’ dormant
2012 i lost two million, f*ckin’ up a doorman (uh)
skinny tatted tall white boy, rock and rollin’ (right)
i k!lled a lot of rappers, i don’t respect law and order (nah)
open that backpack like i’m dora, pull up in explorers
switched out, pull up in that aston, blew the f*ckin’ motor (skrrt)
four leaves in the blunt, i’m ashin’, i’m smokin’ the clover (oh)
seven figures if they bookin’ me, tell the promoter (tell ’em)
walkin’ out with bags that look like i just came from kroger’s (what?)
the truth is that i f*cked your mom, you’ll find out when you’re older
[pre*chorus: machine gun kelly]
can’t stop, won’t stop, always rollin’
gotta keep it on me so i don’t get lonely (yeah)
we the new mob and i feel like tony (oh)
reppin’ for the team, twenty*four like kobe

[chorus: machine gun kelly]
why you mad, ho? (why?)
get your man, ho (get him)
we gon’ light his ass up like a candle (bah)
what’s the plan, ho? (yeah)
what you sayin’, ho? (what?)
shake it ’til your cheeks spread and show your assh0l*, yeah
why you mad, ho? (why?)
get your man, ho (get him)
we gon’ light his ass up like a candle (bah)
what’s the plan, ho? (yeah)
what you sayin’, ho? (what?)
shake it ’til your cheeks spread and show your assh0l*, yeah

[verse 2: tee grizzley]
all we gotta do is pull up, we gon’ have all the b*tches (thanks)
all you gotta do is say “it’s up”, you gon’ have our attention
n*ggas don’t be that so i don’t kick it, let’s just buy some business (come on, come on)
trap n*gga, we done brought my weight to n*ggas that do fitness (thanks)
tell me when it’s smoke so i can tell ’em when to go (let me know)
you see brodie playin’ with me, listen, we close, that’s how we joke (let’s go)
don’t see him doin’ it and think that you can do it, you’ll get smoked (fuh)
you know we really ride with machine guns when we in the o (shout*out cleveland)
and you know what’s gon’ happen if we up it (you know)
’bout to run through cleveland next, we made six figures in columbus (thanks)
where i’m from, my n*ggas hustle, take your time, ain’t gotta rush it
if you know, you know, seventy*five is straight right to that money (thanks)
that’s that midwest sh*t (midwest), get money, stretch sh*t (stretch sh*t)
we aimin’ at your head, boy, f*ck all that vest sh*t (that vest sh*t)
opposite of basketball, we be prayin’ for a brick (prayin’ for a break)
opposite of boxin’, n*gga, we get paid to take a hit (paid to take a hit)
that’s that midwest sh*t, get money, stretch sh*t (money, stretch sh*t)
we aimin’ at your head, boy, f*ck all that vest sh*t (boy, f*ck all that vest sh*t)
basketball, we be prayin’ for a brick (prayin’ for a break)
opposite of boxin’, n*gga, we get paid to take a hit (we get paid to take a hit)
i f*ck with mgk (yeah), i pray we keep gettin’ paid (yeah)
i pray our kids be better than us in every way (ayy, man)
i thank god that we can just wake up and have our way (ayy, man)
we straight up out the slums, f*ckin’ sh*t up in la, n*gga (let’s get it)
[pre*chorus: machine gun kelly]
can’t stop, won’t stop, always rollin’
gotta keep it on me so i don’t get lonely (yeah)
we the new mob and i feel like tony (oh)
reppin’ for the team, twenty*four like kobe

- tee grizzley

lirik lagu lainnya :

YANG LAGI NGE-TRENDS...