G-Eazy - 1942 (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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G-Eazy - 1942 (en) Lyrics
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I don't follow rules and
they don't like that
I was skippin' school
to get my sack right
My bitch text me and ask
why I don't text back
My dog got outta prison
and went right back
These brand new, don't
step on my Balenci's
I'ma hit that if she let me
They don't like how I
talk that (Hitmaka)
Flooded out my wrist,
a puddle drippin'
42, I'm steady sippin'
Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that, yeah
They don't like how I talk that
Yeah, I'm on and I'm off that
Hit the club with wifey,
brought a dime back
Hit the three twice and
ran it right back
I'm only here tonight 'cause in
the morning got a flight back
Talkin' it, but you ain't
livin' like that
The Porsche cost a hundred,
this is twice that
Flooded all my diamonds, Poland Spring
Back in Oakland I'm a king, I
know and Halsey is a ting
Yeah, 'Rari detailed, there's
not a speck of dust on it
I'ma get the bag, you can
put some trust on it
Everything is new, so it's
never rust on it
And her booty so big you
could park a bus on it
They don't like how I talk that, yeah
Flooded out my wrist, a
puddle drippin' (yuh)
42, I'm steady sippin'
(woo, yuh, yuh)
Yeah, I'm on and I'm
off that (off that)
Yeah, I'm on and I'm
off that (yuh, yuh)
My girl hit me and ask
why I don't text back
28 on that scale, right
back to the money
Stunting hard, show and tell like that
Yeah, Versace table, Fendi rug
And I got it out the mud
Red Christian Loubs, I
rock designer shoes
Hunnid bands for my coupe,
I speed and it go vroom
Baby hit my line because she
see them stars in the roof
I'm up, now the whole gang
got 24's on the coupes
Take a L, me, never,
we in love, I lied
Foreign's what we ride,
in the jet, we fly
If he sayin' he respect
me, then it's likewise
Another man say he from
another drive-by
I like the way she shake that
cake, it's like a race
If she bad, I might take
her out, not on a date
Say she boujee, she hit my phone,
'cause her nigga late
A 100K just off two shows
spent that in a day
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