(King's Loud Car) Flosstradamus - Don't Trip | Текст песни

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• Don't Trip

Don't trip, trip, trip, trip
Trip, trip, trip, trip
Don't trip, trip, trip, trip
Trip, trip, trip, trip
Don't

Rocket hang with the high rollers
Wild out, they try to control us
We get everything we want now
Bring me my guns and roses
Yeah I'll start that war
Yeah I'll pick that fight
Generation don't give a fuck
But we don't sleep at night

Nobody ever wanna put up a good fight
Everybody just wanna turn the fuck up like

Got friends in all the right places
Got diamonds in my braces
We're the class if we don't pay the bills
But we got pretty faces
Damn I'm killin' it
Damn I'm killin' it
Yeah I'm goin' out
Drink my bank account

No silly shit, got villain shit
Got kill, kill, kill to the Adamsville
King in the BK, kid make a trillion shit
I'm feelin' our shit like really we sick
I'm a fuckin' tyrant
I [?] nails and you frail and cryin'
Y'all buddy cops, we do buddy crimes
I peel out like, "How's my fuckin' drivin'?"

Player from a young age, I've been on the feel-a-ho
Still on my pimpin' shit, I've been on the pillow, ho
Homicide dick, bitch, I've been on the kill-a-ho
Raise that pussy from the dead, Lord help me heal a ho

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