Skrilla - Rich Sinners (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Skrilla - Rich Sinners (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
We rich forever, dirty money, never
clean, I got some cream
I done got my bitch on drugs and
I done got my dog on lean
Don't ask me what I'm sippin',
nigga, this codeine, promethazine,
not sippin' green
Brodie walk shit down and nail
shit, flee the scene
So many shooters, expensive hats, my
shooters walk down in Margielas
You Saint Laurent or Ricky Owen? Designer
pill box in the leather
Switch tap a feather, feather trigger,
shooters give a nigga wings
I'm rollin' ninety milligram, I'm
ten more grams away from bean
10 milli' make a nigga Milly Rock
his ass right to the coffin
Wet willy, put a hole in nigga
head like he a dolphin
Free Willy, free 40, cops took
shooters off the market
Just an artist, when I'm hangin' with
the gang, become a target, gah
Brief intermission, neck twistin', type
of diamonds got 'em glitchin'
Type of money that I'm gettin'
turn your grace to hallelujah
Twin a tailor, when it's beef,
he come and suit you
Pour a deuce up, pour a three
Lot a niggas want my head, but
heated convos cute to me
It's never action like a movie
with no green light
Niggas meet me real time and say
I'm never what it seem like
How to drink, if you ever wonderin'
what rich fiends look like
Burn the dope 'cause
he can't cook right
Go to school
I was crackin' cars for
new Margiela shoes
Heard your man got sent to jail for
movin' dope, that boy a mule
I'm in Philly ridin' with Skrilla off
the drink, tryin' not to drool you
Pour a line, it's not for
you, go sip some green
The purple shit for real
sippers, go pop a bean
I speak the truth, no lie,
I'm not from New Orleans
Don't run this way, I walk around
with big machines, grr, grr, grr
I raised the gator in the penthouse,
yeah, of course
Granny trappin' in chancletas,
sellin' fetty off the porch
I'm from the bottom, Bikini Bottom,
who knew Patrick be a star?
Five-star restaurants, a
bad bitch eatin' caviar
I'm sippin' lean, like to
mix it with the cream
Like rockin' Ricky Owen jeans
Gen5, the Glocky 17,
brrt, straight dump
I dump the band in styrofoam
I send my shooters at your
home, you might not make it
to the morn', goddamn
Burnin' rubber, scratchin'
Forgis, doin' a hundred
Might as well walk with a Glock without
a clip, you'll never dump it
Actin' Macho man, we get a nigga
chipped, it's never nothin'
Niggas wanna be like us so bad,
he pourin' Robitussin
Fuck the fussin', I'm the one call
all the shots, I feel like Putin
I be rackin' up the bread, ten
G's ahead, I love the gluten
If it's ever really smoke,
pussy, I got solutions
I rock stones without inclusions,
all my cups come with a fusion
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