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Artiste:
French Montana
Titre:
Da 30
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Ayo, Y to the Gs into the sky (Grrah) Never put an O before my Y (Grrah) Take her to the T (Grrah, grrah, boom) Even my abuela know that She wanna meet the G, like— Huh? RPT, 4Sev, 4Sev DJ Drama No, I'm not jackin' the other side for the smoke, and they dead friends out the zip Know this Glocky is still on my hip, like Nigga, my forty-six on my dick (Like) And we told y'all it's props in the field (They said he just watchin' the kid) Okay, I thought y'all be talkin' y'all shit (What?) Like, talk on the boy, like y'all wasn't on—, shh (Smoochie) I can really get into this shit (Into this shit) We can start sayin' names in this shit (In this shit) But thеn they start thinkin' they famous and lit (And famous?) And the .30 I got wakе the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit (For sure) We can start sayin' names in this shit (Like what) But then they start thinkin' they famous and lit (At all) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) And no, I'm not jackin' the other side for the smoke, and they dead friends out the zip Know this Glocky is still on my hip, like Nigga, my forty-six on my dick (Like) And we told y'all it's props in the field (They said he just watchin' the kid) Okay, I thought y'all be talkin' y'all shit (What?) Like, talk on the boy, like y'all wasn't on—, shh (Smoochie, smoochie) I can really get into this shit (Into this shit) We can start sayin' names in this shit (In this shit) But then they start thinkin' they famous and lit (And famous?) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit (For sure) We can start sayin' names in this shit (Like what) But then they start thinkin' they famous and lit (RPT) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) Like I'm in L.A. right now, smoke an O I could never, ever be sober Blue-Tec, but approvin' the Rover (Like what?) She like to think she love, but I blow up (Brr) Free the guys in the four, makin' niggas fold up That's the O, we turned him to a donut And she wanna meet the G's Like drive that boat, my gun, she totin' Like shake it, shake it, she in love with my voice, tryna get naked And I'm RPT, baby girl, I ain't basic (RPT) Drop the O, maybe you'll be sanctioned And that girl might be banned from the T's (Like what?) Heard she be with the O's, thinkin' we don't know And that girl might be banned from the T's Heard she be with the O's, thinkin' we don't know Get hit, heard she jackin' the opps and I get on the drop She gon' die right on the spot Matter of fact, I see blue 'fore it's not, gang, gang, gang Don't trip, forty-six on my back when I'm totin' the strap And I can't get caught with another gun (At all, at all) But it all could get shot if you tryna front (At all, at all) Get hit, heard she jackin' the opps and I get on the drop (She gon' die right on the spot) (Matter of fact, I see blue 'fore it's not, gang, gang, gang) (Don't trip, forty-six on my back when I'm totin' the strap) (And I can't get caught with another gun) (At all, at all) (But it all could get shot if you tryna front) (At all, at all) And no, I'm not jackin' the other side for the smoke, and they dead friends out the zip Know this is Glocky is still on my hip, like Nigga, my forty-six on my dick (Like) And we told y'all it's props in the field (They said he just watchin' the kid) Okay, I thought y'all be talkin' y'all shit (What?) Like, talk on the boy, like y'all wasn't on—, shh (Smoochie) I can really get into this shit (Into this shit) We can start sayin' names in this shit (In this shit) But then they start thinkin' they famous and lit (And famous?) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit (For sure) We can start sayin' names in this shit (Like what) But then they start thinkin' they famous and lit (At all) And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) And no, I'm not jackin' the other side for the smoke, and they dead friends out the zip Know this is Glocky is still on my hip, like Nigga, my forty-six on my dick And we told y'all it's props in the field (They said he just watchin' the kid) Okay, I thought y'all be talkin' y'all shit (What?) Like, talk on the boy, like y'all wasn't on—, shh I can really get into this shit (Into this shit) We can start sayin' names in this shit (In this shit) But then they start thinkin' they famous and lit And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit (For sure) We can start sayin' names in this shit (Like what) But then they start thinkin' they famous and lit And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Thirty) I can really get into this shit We can start sayin' names in this shit But then they start thinkin' they famous and lit And the .30 I got wake the neighbors up, bitch (Gangsta Grillz)