You wouldn't last a day in my shoes, homie). Eu os deixei confusos, como uma charada (uh). Try one of the ReverbNation Channels. Novo shotty, calibre doze naquele corpo, não me deixe pegar você escorregando (grrah). Inside my head, wouldn't you rather me listen. I pour my lean up, oh. Vou viver minha vida como se fossem meus últimos dias. Twenty years getting money in the Dirty South.
I'm finna buy my granny a car. So I'm yelling free my n_gga. Cause where I'm from and what I see (yeah). Bad bitch in the back seat, got ten of those (ya' dig? Nah, I'm on my way to fuck your auntie, ha-ha. Look at my car, you can't, it's tinted, ho (ya' dig?
Our systems have detected unusual activity from your IP address (computer network). That I would rather learn from my mistakes, Than do the things they want me too, For once I wish they knew. Com sua cadela em linhos Versace (ayy, vadia). 'Cause ski with me in this bitch, you know, gang shit). Eu nunca dei a mínima para uma maldita coisa, eu- (o quê? I got 'em puzzled, just like a riddle (uh). YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND - Juice WRLD - LETRAS.COM. They gon' probably make that day a holiday. I put the pill in the minerals (what else?
Cop chocolate Thai, Vernon style and burn it down. Back to: Soundtracks. Rollie on wrist, gleaming he rock the baldy. On any day getting throwed in a tinted vehicle. Cause where I'm from. All my n_ggas, yeah. What you don't understand 'bout me is.
Now holla at a millionaire. Woke up this morning, still half asleep, With one eye open I attempt to brush my teeth, Go to the closet what should I wear, Better check the weather before I do my hair, Next thing I knew from downstairs I hear you. I never gave a fuck about a goddamn thing, I—. Not me, call me Lucky Nas Castellana. For my hood n_ggas, yeah, yeah.
O que você não entende sobre mim é. Eu nunca me importei com uma maldita coisa, eu-. Se eu estiver alto o suficiente, provavelmente vou comer sua avó. It's like we always on the grind with no brakes. You wouldn't understand lyrics. Trinta clipe pendurando o ferreiro de bunda preta e (shh). Never make choices out of desperation, I think through it. This is an outrage (this is an outrage). Certified who kill n_ggas when put in that seat. What first comes to mind? We're checking your browser, please wait...
Maybe I should try water, huh. Is stuck up in my bedroom watching my TV, How could I forget I'm grounded once again. Wake up, all I see is black, a solar eclipse (uh-huh). Break through walls like Pink Floyd. My n_gga hype in the federal joint, verdict out. Speaking for my real n_ggas, only OGs.
Disse a sua cadela para ficar de joelhos e chupar o pau certo (freak ho, yeah, yeah). And drink fluids of all kind of alcohol y'all. I was fly at the Apollo with black Jason, 89 with a bottle. All I know is guns and sex, load up the clip (uh-huh). Isso é um ultraje (isso é um ultraje). NFL NBA Megan Anderson Atlanta Hawks Los Angeles Lakers Boston Celtics Arsenal F. C. Philadelphia 76ers Premier League UFC. Oh-oh-oh, 9, oh, 9 this time (I'ma say this one time, one time only). Don't do this don't do that is all I hear. Do you understand lyrics. Esta pimenta médica boa pra caralho, eu preciso de uma gota direta. Where I been and what I do. Until then, let's go on a shopping spree. Brand new shotty, twelve gauge on that body, don't let me catch you slippin' (grrah). I pop, I sip, I pour my lean, I—.
Você o mata como uma dança, gigolô-gigolô (você sabe? You never knew how to make dollars. Het is verder niet toegestaan de muziekwerken te verkopen, te wederverkopen of te verspreiden. Hudson River, rent a boat, t-shirt with a dinner coat. Apparently, the place to be.
Or the Super Sport Range truck is fly. To my man Big Slate in the fed joint. Freestyle shit, I don't ever spit written (uh). For what his hands usually call for but he ain't do it.
My money older than your granny. This page checks to see if it's really you sending the requests, and not a robot. So tonight we gon' act like we on vacation with this on rotation. Yeah, Harlem, Bronx, Brooklyn. Gats on us, I don't really trust these guys. Bate na bucetinha, eu não fodo com a gatinha (shh). Niggas jealous of Jason. Hook: Victoria Monet (Nas)]. Eu pop, eu bebo, eu despejo minha carne magra, eu-. Oh-oh-oh, 9, oh, 9 desta vez (vou dizer uma vez, apenas uma vez). N. Y. I can understand it lyrics. n_gga, Adidas, jogging suit. I'll hit it and bust inside. I think she like corvettes, shit.
My nephew godfather Malik, he jammed up too. Dark green seven forty, no tint. Não há Tom and Jerry 'por aqui, não há corrida de ratos. Catch me listenin' to john lennon (ayy). Spill more Spades, listen to Jeezy and Hov, some Rozay.