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Los Invasores De Nuevo Leon – Weak ft. Cassie, Wiz Khalifa (prod. by Arch Tha Boss / Yung Burg) (DatPiff Exclusive)

Los Invasores De Nuevo Leon
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исполнитель Los Invasores De Nuevo Leon

жанр Рэп

длительность 03:27

размер 7.90 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

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Weak ft. Cassie, Wiz Khalifa (prod. by Arch Tha Boss / Yung Burg) (DatPiff Exclusive)
So what you talking about, what you talking about All that bullshit, you ... I'm catching bodies in my sleep, killing niggas call the police Hundred bottles all on me That shit so, that shit so weak Walk up in the club, they’re like “oh, goddamn it!" Got a whole lot of chains and a whole lot of rings on Just made another two milli' off a deal So I’m 'bout to go crazy, get my fuckin’ champagne on Thirty-five bottles when I walk up in the Greystone Certified platinum anything I put my name on Stuntin', stuntin' — I’m rollin' up like it’s nothin' If I want it, I’m gon' pay for it My car foreign, I drop back The roof let the sun in Game’s what a nigga runnin' Get a check then I’m dumbin' Ooh, fly nigga, I’m a made nigga, I be with made men Fuck niggas I stay away from, dog They never play me, I never save them Smoke 'til I pass out, my eyes be all lazy Keep bringing more bottles, they say you so crazy If you ain’t spendin’ no ends up Fuck you niggas up in here for? I’m drunk, can’t drive my Benz High, can’t find my friends Damn near out my mind Goin' out again, heard how much I made Watch how much I spend… So what you talkin' 'bout, what you talkin’ 'bout? All that bullshit you… I’m catching bodies in my sleep Killin’ niggas, call the police A hundred bottles, all on me That shit’s so, that shit’s so weak Talk shit about me, then speak That shit’s so, that shit’s so weak We done spent your mortgage on weed I’m catching bodies in my sleep Killin' niggas, call the police You swear you ballin' out in these streets That shit’s so, that shit’s so weak I’m the shit, in the crib, hella bad With a motherfuckin' helipad, two fly niggas on it Poppin' tags, pockets fat as the bitch Cadisha In my custom Cutty so smokin' I call it Wiz Khalifa Get your dough and throw that cheese up, man That’s how we makin' pizza If it’s poppin' and I profit, I could probably make a feature I could probably make a teacher go “what?!" Rather take a piece of history than a piece of your love Let me tell you 'bout love, bitch, I love to ball, bitch I love to ball, bitch, I love to fall, bitch Cause you get the trap, bitch, I love 'em all Bet you love your bitch, bet you love 'em all Bet you rub 'em all on the back like that She was just up in my section Checkin’ for niggas who really gettin' checks I’m fresher than freshman in a Letterman Them niggas buyin' the bottles? I mean, who the fuck let 'em in? We on the couch like Family Guy Got brand design, , I got that grammar mind That mean my bitch is ballin’ too, nigga You know what my bitches is callin' you niggas? They callin' you bitches, callin' you niggas Out, no top on the Coupe, call it wiggin' Ow, can you dig it? Jump back and kiss myself Man, every second I miss myself When I think about the illest niggas they say ever did it I get inconsiderate like it is just myself Man, I twist myself a little doobie and do me So do me no favours, I do it like I’m doing a movie
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