Tables Turned (Explicit)-Hotboii

歌手 : Hotboii

专辑 : Blinded By Death (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:18

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TXT Tables Turned (Explicit)-Hotboii 文本歌词

Tables Turned (Explicit) - Hotboii

Lyrics by：Raymond Scott/Javarri Walker/Marko Cervantes

Composed by：Raymond Scott/Javarri Walker/Marko Cervantes

Once them tables turned

Lil' n***a

You ain't got the same plays no more

Once them bridges burned

Lil' n***a

Can't go the same way no more

I was sittin' in that cell

Writin' BM

Lot of gang went ghost

But I can't blame them

I couldn't save them

Now I **** on them the most

Once them tables turned

Lil' n***a

You can't wrap a plate up

Baby

I'm lit

Real as it gets

So ain't got time to play love

Give me your heart

That's all

That's it

Already my mind been made up

Look at my wrist

I really got time

So ain't got time to wait up

Go run it up and I'm going beyond

The life that I live

Gotta keep me a gun

**** do you mean

Jit

You already won

N***a

You a ***** in the streets

Did nothin'

I bought thirty switches for this dirty business

Don't need thirty killers

Know how we come

Yellow lil' *****

She the color the Sun

Not rentin' and spinnin' Bugatti Veyron

Give the whole world

Yeah

To my lil' son

I want you to know that I love you beyond

He want the 'Vette

I'ma order him one

Want a sister

Have a daughter or son

Talkin' *****es

I need more than just one

Hit up Lenox

Blow a quarter or somethin'

Front and back

Thumb goin' in her butt

You a freak *****

Ain't no rollin' my blunt

Rollin' my blunt

Baby

I'm sorry

I dumped the Lamb'

Pulled up in a 'Rari

I'm at Ruth's Chris eatin' calamari

Young rich n***a

Only **** on Barbies

**** so crazy how n***as be changin'

He don't know Hot

But that n***a know Varri

**** n***a play

He 'posed to be gang

Tryna rip my wave

But he wasn't too gnarly

Once them tables turned

Lil' n***a

You ain't got the same plays no more

Once them bridges burned

Lil' n***a

Can't go the same way no more

I was sittin' in that cell

Writin' BM

Lot of gang went ghost

But I can't blame them

I couldn't save them

Now I **** on them the most

Once them tables turned

Lil' n***a

You can't wrap a plate up

Plate up

Baby

I'm lit

Real as it gets

So ain't got time to play love

Play love

Give me your heart

That's all

That's it

Already my mind been made up

Made up

Look at my wrist

I really got time

So ain't got time to wait up

Time

I ain't got time to wait up