Текст Yung Mal – Souf Way
Текст:
Yung Mal:
Richie
1’5
1017
Alexander McQueen, Raf Simmons
This a Rolls Royce Wraith, got stars in it
A brand new Skydweller, baguettes in it
I’m penthouse living, with mermaids in it
Tahitian Treat sippin’, and it got syrup in it
A trap house on Tipson, and it got birds in it
My dope beat off the hinges, J’s on my nerves with it
Big bruh in penitentiary, the judge gave him a life sentence
Lil Quill:
Big bro locked up in the feds, they just gave him life plus twenty
We mix the Act up with the red, you know we not pouring Henny
No I cannot go back and forth, you know that we having plenty
Traphouse located off of Tipson, shit be beating off the hinges
Don’t want no smoke with me but if you do just meet me in the trenches
Police just pulled up at the spot, ran out the back, just hit the fences
Got ?
on my lenses
And they tried to follow, they heard that we trendin’
Alexander McQueen hold up my britches
If she not a model then she cannot kick it
If it ain’t a foreign then I cannot whip it
Yung Mal:
Alexander McQueen, Raf Simmons
This a Rolls Royce Wraith, got stars in it
A brand new Skydweller, baguettes in it
I’m penthouse living, with mermaids in it
A trap house on Tipson, and it got birds in it
My dope beat off the hinges, J’s on my nerves with it
Big bruh in penitentiary, the judge gave him a life sentence
My bruh in penitentiary, he caught a life sentence
Took a nigga life for it, that’s just the life he living
And when you take them chances, it’s prices coming with it
They gon’ need a fucking surfboard, this wave it come from Richie, Souf
Rocking Raf Simmons, that’s too much sauce
Alexander McQueen with the zip on the top
Riding in a Wraith with the stars on top
Got an F in my room and the lick pulled out
Get em’ in, get ’em gone, ’til they all sold out
Know it come back strong when I get in that pot
I ain’t never seen a drought, my bustdown full of rocks
Alexander McQueen, Raf Simmons
This a Rolls Royce Wraith, got stars in it
A brand new Skydweller, baguettes in it
I’m penthouse living, with mermaids in it
Tahitian Treat sippin’, and it got syrup in it
A trap house on Tipson, and it got birds in it
My dope beat off the hinges, J’s on my nerves with it
Big bruh in penitentiary, the judge gave him a life sentence
