ones they missin. No book, boy we handle bitches. Nigga I rap clothes off yo women. Clothes I smoke, we’re all in one city. Gold and chrome, 13 inches. Bikes on the dashboard, 16 switches. Car full
Heavy, heavy, so heavy in the trunk. Heavy, heavy, so heavy in the trunk. Heavy, heavy, so heavy in the trunk. Heavy, heavy, so heavy in the trunk BunB. It's that underground. King, I'm keepin
Bài hát bao giờ hơn b-b-bây giờ! - Tris Đặng. Hình như em lâu nay không quen ai và. Chỉ một mình tôi được là. Nhân vật mà em luôn nhắc tên. Hình như em xưa nay hay quên cơ mà. Sao giờ lại nhớ để mà
Mirror, tell me I'm the realest. Since all these other niggas got gimmicks in their lyrics. It's all gun bustin', it's such a lack of the subject. Could I be that nigga rejuvinatin' lovers? Did I s
all along, now, it's smoke The things we've written in it. Never really happened. All the things we've written in it. Never really happened And all of the people come and gone. Never really lived
Danny. So everybody get down like you just got out of rehab. Funny Man. I'm so high. I'm so high. Danny & Funny Man. Oh no the bottle's low. And I can't feel my face no mo. Oh no we up in smoke. And
