Problem - To The Sky - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Chorus:] If you getting money but your middle finger is high If you getting money but your middle finger is high to the sky To the sky, to the sky, to the sky [Verse 1:] I’m on the pace to riches, they try to stop me, Glock me They get mad when i pull up fresh They mention my name when they say who’s next Gorman, Ray, Leo and okuweh Am the young fly nigga getting your boo wet Still make the most gees, doing code two step I do it for the real though it’s so few left Right handed but I knock you with a cold ass left What? Swinging, got me spinning Got them screaming when I’m between them Better cream them, no coffee Niggas hate that I stay and am so bossy So Flossy, at the same time, at the same time Put your ex and your next, at the same time Wanna flex, we can trip, I brought my K-9 It’s to spare time, here we all on the main line What’s that? [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Here to make money, I ain’t here to make friends Garlic my life, me and that same twin Middle fingers up to the decoys Where the money, where the hoes, where the D- boys? What? We right here Comptown fresh in my D-boy gear Gover Lang Gang where are a force in deed Deed we’re down (yeah) I run Ds and Cs with the town (What?) Every time I speak, am of the least Toxigen am bringing at your teeth Got to preach, ghetto gospel, proud collassle Inhale kush and blow smoke out nostrils The ladies love this nigga cause they know am with the bennies Talk all these things about me but they tell it like i'm winning Black track shoes, use the white for the trimming And it’s a medium trim, be boppin cause i'm nice and slim [Chorus] [Verse 3:] You know what? Am trying to get the million Bulk cheese, no prodo Flying on my logo, Swagging like codo, yolo Swiming more wacks than shark Got more hoes than a cart What? Really on one, I don't advise you to start And you Tai Pai welcome to around these parks Get on your grind, your car looking dirty Every day I get cake, every birthday Happy birthday, happy birthday Live life like tomorrow is your hearse day High and I’m broke when I a feel it Wake up every day like am gonna get a million What? It ain’t no fun when no friend is left Relax my mind, do not do stress Holla at your girl, what did you do Pull it out there and hit her with the vudu What? [Chorus] [Outro:] Hey yow, fuck these niggas [x10] We don't give a fuck They don't give a fuck
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