Bash money-Westside Gunn/Lil Wayne

歌手 : Westside Gunn / Lil Wayne

专辑 : Hitler Wears Hermes 8: Sincerely Adolf

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:27

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TXT Bash money-Westside Gunn/Lil Wayne 文本歌词

Griselda

FLYGOD

Ayo, Prada nylons on, don't speak to God unless you speakin' life

Shootin' shit up but couldn't read or write (Brrt)

Casablanca silks with the kilt (Ah)

Wore his conehead backwards, cut the eyes out, left his shit tilt (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Meanwhile, I'm back of a Cullinan, Buckingham

One hand shootin', I steered the M with the other hand (Skrrt)

Remember no one is big enough to go alone

Ayo, strive for blessings, four pounds in Vivienne West's (Ah)

Project stoves definin' my essence

They praisin' my presencе, doors up on the Teslas

Fiends fallin' out, sayin' FLYGOD is thеy shepherd

I had the best fiends drive in from Canmore (Ah)

I buy an S, you buy an S, switch the colors, have Benz wars

Remember no one is big enough to go alone

Karate with the stars, nigga

Got my feet kicked up that far, nigga

Black belt, Balenciaga jeans, yeah, it's soft denim

Got the bulge in 'em, that's all cheese, Sargento

Got the new spot, glass house, that's all windows

I be starin' out 'em all day lookin' for God's signals

Starin' out into my driveway at the different car symbols

All big bodies with soft guts like scar tissue

These funny cats'll Garfield you

I just let this chopper ring, won't even phone bill you

Long money, long magazine, long pistol

These Celine tall Timbs is mean, short temper

Ah yes, money talk givin' niggas little man complex

Four finger rings will limit hand to hand contact

Tunechi 3K, three bad bitches with me, booty beefcake

My homie in the back masked up like lucha libre (Baow), uh

All black nina, call her dark and lovely

Feds took my gold one, I cried like they took my daughter from me

You don't know the half of it, bullets givin' c-sections

Split niggas in half for me, on codeine, I'm a crash dummy

Big dog, get swallowed down to my last puppy

I could make your Kim, Kourtney, Khloe do the dash for me

Young Money, Cash Money, uh, blast for me

Throw some money on the dancer, make some money dance for me

Mula