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Artiste:
Lil Eazzyy
Titre:
Onna Come Up
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Ay, In this bitch still cappin' with Dan, on bro Go, go, go! Right now, onna come up Lately been talkin' my shit, because I know I come from the gutters Send shots at ya brotha Then I go pop out in all of this linen like I was a butler How can you hate me? I'm comin' from under Nowhere to sleep, what the fuck is a cover? Now I pop out in Balenci's, they runners Man, tell em "Stop tweakin, I already fucked her" I was down bad, no one to the dolla, was servin' the fiends, lettin' the Xannies dissolve If I gotta problem, I'm makin' one call Won't none of yo niggas be slidin' at all Bitch like uh oven, I'm packin' that heat Only get out wit bitches when it's in the sheets Run to the paper like I'm in a meet Baby get on yo knees let me give you uh treat Too much of the Wocky be havin' me sleep But too much of the percs got me ready to freak Grindin' for months, I been grindin' fo weeks My uncle told me to just watch for the weak Cuz they like to sneak Gucci and Prada be havin' me drippin' like I was a sink Man, what did you think? I'm tryna make it, to put some VV's inside my Cuban Link Man, why do it sting? Kobe been bringin' in pounds of the za But y'all know that it reek, you niggas not street I can hire youngins, that's 13 and under Put you on a tee, and they do it for free We was in stakes, we was servin' the fiends (?) told me to stop poppin the beans (?) stealin' my dreams I like droppin' them Xannies insida my lean Lil Eazzyy been workin' Keep passin' yo moves, we got them bitches twerkin' We see in the cut, and that nigga been lurkin' Can't see in the track, cuz we closin' the curtains Don't know what I'm feelin' Seems like the niggas who doubted me most is always in my mentions You know I ain't trippin' Drop me a check and that boy be away, and my transaction pendin' Before the pandemic, my niggas was clickin' some rentals Can't wait to hit Johnny to fuck up my dental Blue tips in the 40, it fuck up his mental We put him on TV, like he Jimmy Kimmel My niggas some refs, we'll attack like a whistle Hollows in his flesh and his skin start to sizzle You know we erasin' a nigga like pencils, then skrt out the way No, my niggas get little But don't lemme get started, a four on the rocks got me lookin' retarded Niggas be hatin', that really be garbage Go for that paper, some niggas departed But I never cared, tryna get big and see green everywhere My niggas on go, why y'all niggas be scared? Offa the Wocky, get harder to stare But I'm on my way up, see you when I'm near