Cousin Stizz - Jordan Fade - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Hook x4 ] Rollin up that fade away Rollin up that fade away Rollin up that fade away Keep it low you losing me [Verse 1] My plug tryna innovate Ship that shit all types of ways This weed taste like lemonade I spilled ashes on my Js I don't need no court for play I be off that jordan fade Backwoods guts all on the tray Break it down and roll a trey First I got more dope to weigh I was high for all them days, all them days That's how I avoid the shade Focus on what's on my plate [Hook x 4] [Verse 2] Ballin in my Jordan 8s Took a shot and fade away Blunted with an eighth of dank Weed [?] fallin' on my [?] That's ok I don't give a fuck about 'em I deal with those types of problems All my dawgs get money mane Rain, snow, or sunny mane Count on us to make a way Count on us to make a wave for 'em Everything I made scoring Bad bitches call 'em norm I'm recording [Hook x4] [Verse 3] She let me hit it once, then best believe I probably hit it again If I tried it once and like it best believe I probably did it again Don't doubt the man that's a mistake Don't doubt the boy that's a mistake I'm nodding off blowing this grape Check my stats, my team playing great The town I'm from made me this way Valentino [?????] I cut that bitch off and she like division I'm the Fresh Prince she done went Robin Givens Don't tell my bitch she might give you the business I'm Harry Potter chase the gold like quidditch Here's a slaughterhouse with no Budden in it Where the money at I go out and get it I won't switch [?] I'm a roll one and [?] it [?] be writing, describing these pictures My man got indicted he robbin' these niggas We the type to pivot, go out 'n get it You the type to snatch a purse in a minute The lavish life inside a curse and a [?] I'm out the mud despite the worst we was given Dreams some things that really hurt I ain't livin' But I keep working towards a [?] and a vision Best advice I ever heard was don't listen I smoke the piff before my nerves get to twitchin' My fingers itchin 'til the paper get in it I talk to CEOs you know I mean business I fucked like 3 yo' hoes you know I'm the nigga Cause I knew I was on before it was written She let me hit it once, then best believe I probably hit it again If I tried it once and like it best believe I probably did it again Don't doubt the man that's a mistake Don't doubt the boy that's a mistake I'm nodding off blowing this grape Check my stats, my team playing great The town I'm from made me this way
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