Текст Boogz – Fortnite
Текст:
Tilted Towers, known for the showers
Tilted Towers, known for the showers
Tilted Towers, known for the showers
You can get pop or get burst, got me a slurp, don’t get hurt…
Tilted Towers, known for the showers
You can get pop or get burst, got me a slurp, don’t get hurt (nah)
Aim for his head not his shirt
Disgusting kill got me thinkin’ like «uhhh…» (mad)
Bro come kill these nerds
Got me two but I coulda got three, but bro finish off that team
Now I got me a pump tryna kill these punks
Turn pack like skunk
Towers get raided, step on pavement (steps)
Anyting opp get deaded, one shot had him leggin’
Bro don’t run, I really need a golden gun…
So anyting opp get bun
Aye, anyting opp get bun
I step on fatal fields (cheeky), shh got splash and killed (aye)
You shoulda drank that shield, on my life shoulda drank that shield
Revive your friend, revive your bro, so both of you can hold this smoke
Search that chest, opps by west, lucky that you never got… (dead)
Fully equip, tools by hip, if you dance with me you’re pissed
Sniper ting, shells on ring, and you know that I don’t… (aye)
And you know that I don’t miss
Grenade, smoky smoky, and boogie bombs too (gas, gas, gas)
Make that boy do a lean and bop before I cock it and shoot (aye)
And hope that I really see a opp, spot me a squad, all four get dropped
I should be on the wing, but I’m still scoring — Mo Salah (golden)
How you gonna leave your friends, do that dash, Mo Farah
How you gonna talk ’bout waps, when you only got yourself a pistol?
Spot me a opp from far, whip out the sniper, call it a whistle
‘Cos for you it’s game over (sorry)
Your team come here like girl scouts, and my team come here like soldiers (aye)
Got me a scar, ready for war, might have to do a lil’ dance (hmm)
Jump over cars, leave your friend, how you gon’ leave your darg?(how?)
And anyone can hold this corn
I don’t really care ’bout the storm, feeling like Jason Bourne
Rocket Launcher for these neeks (bow, bow)
Tryna put opps ‘pon knees (not now)
Man might creep, or jumppack glide, one man left don’t hide
(Dead up)
Who, what, where? Oh hi
You already know you’re gonna die
Impulse make a boy fly, you’ll get popped in the sky (you’ll get pops in the sky)
I step on fatal fields, shh got splash and killed
You shoulda drank that…
On my life shoulda drank that shield
Aye, come on