Belt Line - Marlo

Belt Line - Marlo

Альбом
The Real 1
Год
2018
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
147900

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Belt Line

Marlo

Cook that shit up, Quay

Drew home

Glock, say what?

And you was a lil cub in the trenches (Pussy)

And I was real bear, and you couldn’t even come up in that jungle

Nigga, I lived there, I’m seventy-five with them dirty birds

Me and still be in the trap, we sleep on them curbs, yeah

Bowen Homes was a war zone, and kids run in clutchin' on some but that man

And I done did a four in four ways, I done got paid in four days

Breaking grams down, breaking pounds down, I’d do anything to get the cash now

At seventeen you know I was a lil beast but I’m the man now

Man I’m servin' the whole city, gettin' off pack, ya dig what I’m sayin' now?

D-D-D-D-D-Dior shoes, Louis V my belt, yeah

Strap below my waist, and I ain’t asking for no help

You play 'em right I’ll scrap left, I put them bodies on my belt, dawg

I put them bodies on my belt, dawg

D-D-D-D-D-Dior shoes, Louis V my belt, yeah

Strap below my waist, and I ain’t asking for no help

You play 'em right I’ll scrap left, I put them bodies on my belt, dawg

I put them bodies on my belt, dawg

Switching lane to lane, throwin' the perc, I’ll send more game, yeah

I put that money off for a rainy day, but it ain’t rained yet

And Head lost a hundred thousand but he done bounced back

And Drew just came back, got a fat bitch singin' the same song

one gang, so we supposed to flip

And we still walk around with a TEC, keep my foot on these nigga’s neck

I ain’t gonna give a nigga no bread, these niggas ain’t give me no help

Niggas wanna run so then I left, yeah

Niggas wanna run so then I left, yeah

We treat them bodies like trophies, putting these bitches on shelves, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

D-D-D-D-D-Dior shoes, Louis V my belt, yeah

Strap below my waist, and I ain’t asking for no help

You play 'em right I’ll scrap left, I put them bodies on my belt, dawg

I put them bodies on my belt, dawg

D-D-D-D-D-Dior shoes, Louis V my belt, yeah

Strap below my waist, and I ain’t asking for no help

You play 'em right I’ll scrap left, I put them bodies on my belt, dawg

I put them bodies on my belt, dawg

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