Me Dijeron Saiko No Más Plugg
I don't want no bitch, i want paper in my hands
This shit movin' fast gotta change up for the bands
I know my 30 makes you dance
Trynna hit my girl you ain't gotta fucking chance
I don't want no bitch, i want paper in my hands
This shit movin' fast gotta change up for the bands
I know my 30 makes you dance
Trynna hit my girl you ain't gotta fucking chance
Me dijeron Saiko no más plugg!
Quieren que cambie, tienes que cambiar tu
Llamame en dos años cuando entiendas el move
throw that fucking vape im just trynna hit that boof
Fuera de mi zona, andan muy copiones
Ya no tengo clonas, me llené de clones
Mira muy bien lo que te pones
You look too damm funny trynna fit in with the druggies
Tu no mueves nada de verdad
En un año los pude pasar
Pegarlo es su personalidad
Y tienen el doble de mi edad
Que malo, que duro, que bravo
Yo no hablo por que me embalo
Ya vi que tienes un palo
Que mal que estés en octavo
I don't want no bitch, i want paper in my hands
This shit movin' fast gotta change up for the bands
I know my 30 makes you dance
Trynna hit my girl you ain't gotta fucking chance
I don't want no bitch, i want paper in my hands
This shit movin' fast gotta change up for the bands
I know my 30 makes you dance
Trynna hit my girl you ain't gotta fucking chance
This shit movin' fast gotta change up for the bands
I know my 30 makes you dance
Trynna hit my girl you ain't gotta fucking chance
I don't want no bitch, i want paper in my hands
This shit movin' fast gotta change up for the bands
I know my 30 makes you dance
Trynna hit my girl you ain't gotta fucking chance
Me dijeron Saiko no más plugg!
Quieren que cambie, tienes que cambiar tu
Llamame en dos años cuando entiendas el move
throw that fucking vape im just trynna hit that boof
Fuera de mi zona, andan muy copiones
Ya no tengo clonas, me llené de clones
Mira muy bien lo que te pones
You look too damm funny trynna fit in with the druggies
Tu no mueves nada de verdad
En un año los pude pasar
Pegarlo es su personalidad
Y tienen el doble de mi edad
Que malo, que duro, que bravo
Yo no hablo por que me embalo
Ya vi que tienes un palo
Que mal que estés en octavo
I don't want no bitch, i want paper in my hands
This shit movin' fast gotta change up for the bands
I know my 30 makes you dance
Trynna hit my girl you ain't gotta fucking chance
I don't want no bitch, i want paper in my hands
This shit movin' fast gotta change up for the bands
I know my 30 makes you dance
Trynna hit my girl you ain't gotta fucking chance
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Writer(s): David Vaillancourt
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