Yeat – Systëm Lyrics

They thinkin’ that I ain’t gon’ feel it (feel it)
Yeah, all these drugs hit right in my system (hey, yeah, no way)
Yeah, I just put the black blatt by the pistol (yeah)
Yeah, me and twizz really did it, ’bout to bust it
Yeah, I ain’t never give a f- ’bout a (bruce)
In a big body sittin’ outside
We gon’ catch y’all lackin’, we lurkin’ at night (yeah)

In a portable, d’usse the wock’ (yeah)
With a one eighty wraith at the front of my sprite (yeah)
All of my diamonds, they shinin’ (yeah)
Got new checks from elliante, come inside (yeah)
Every time I pull up on her
She s#ckin’ my d- like this shit was a prize (yеah)
And I just pulled up inside of the big body tonka, lil’ b-
You bеst know that I’m whippin’ the curve
Lil’ kid said he’s bout to pull up and shoot some shit
Yeah, he got some nerve
I’m bout to gon’ get me the glock with the switch
With the d-, with the big old clip, on the burn
I don’t be f-‘ with nobody, b-
You can shut the f- up and get the f- out this world
I’m rockin’ these diamonds, these b-
They sit on my body but I’ma rock chanelly pearl

I’m goin’ straight to the top (top)
I got a big ol’ glock with a switch, you gon’ get you a mop (yeah)
I got a big AR with a laser, b-, it’s gon’ stretch your top (yeah)
I don’t even give no f- what you sayin’ lil b-
I’m high as a monk (yeah, I’m high)
I got a big ol’ crib (yeah), sittin’ inside the ‘burbs
Lil’ kid talkin’ that shit (yeah), now he can’t say no words
I’m on big boy l#ck, I just pulled up in a urus
(Feel it)
Yeah, all these drugs hit right in my system (hey, no way)
Yeah, I just put the black blatt by the pistol (hey)
Yeah, me and twizz really did it, ’bout to bust it

Yeah, I ain’t never give a f- ’bout a- (bruce)
In a big body sittin’ outside
We gon’ catch y’all lackin’, we lurkin’ at night (yeah)
In a portable, d’usse the wock’ (yeah)
With a one eighty wraith at the front of my sprite (yeah)
All of my diamonds, they shinin’ (yeah)
Got new checks from elliante, come inside (yeah)
Every time I pull up on her
She suckin’ my d- like this shit was a prize (yeah)
Been in the coupe, Bruce Wayne (yeah)
I got this big ol’ chain
They can’t be f-‘ with my slang (swoop)
They can’t even f- with the gang (gang)
You a L, you lame (yeah)
I just pulled up on them for the frame (yeah)
In the Bentley, I got a mulsanne (yeah)
Me and you, we are not one the same (b-)
Molly, percocets, it go insane (gang)
Made the money go up, made the money go down

Make that shit disappear if you lame (gang)
Peel off in that big body tonka, lil’ b-
You best know that I’m whippin’ the brain (gang)
Ain’t never f- with nobody at all
Lil’ b-, I just rock with the gang (gang)
Ain’t ever switch on my bro or my twizzy
Lil’ b-, I am stayin’ the same
(Feel it)
Yeah, all these drugs hit right in my system (hey, yeah, no way)
Yeah, I just put the black blatt by the pistol (hey)
Yeah, me and twizz really did it, ’bout to bust it

Yeah, I ain’t never give a f- ’bout a— (bruce)
In a big body sittin’ outside
We gon’ catch y’all lackin’, we lurkin’ at night (yeah)
In a portable, d’usse the wock’ (yeah)
With a one eighty wraith at the front of my sprite (yeah)
All of my diamonds, they shinin’ (yeah)
Got new checks from elliante, come inside (yeah)
Every time I p#ll up on her
She s#ckin’ my d- like this shit was a prize (yeah)

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Soundcheck Africa ft. Tim Godfrey and Xtreme - Living God Lyrics

Elijah Akintunde - Baba tin ba yin o mo ya Alaimore MP3 DOWNLOAD

Lizzy McAlpine – hate to be lame Lyrics