Pop iiT - Desiigner

Pop iiT - Desiigner

  • Альбом: L.O.D.

  • Ano de lançamento: 2018
  • Linguagem: Inglês
  • Duração: 2:54

Abaixo está a letra da música Pop iiT , artista - Desiigner com tradução

Letra da música " Pop iiT "

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Pop iiT

Desiigner

Popping Percocet, all night, yeah

I fell in love, yeah

I fell in love, yeah

She be whining, over drugs, yeah

She be rolling, over night, yeah

I got a trap phone

And my bank account plenty

I want It all in a minute

I want It all I ainʼt playing

Drinking all, drinking plenty

How I get like this

Had to slow it down

Ride around in the Benz when I roll round

And I got a 7 seater when it goes down

Send his ass couple shots, he with the Lord now

And I got a couple killers in the dog pound, dog poung

And I got a broad

She from Portland

Bringing birds in

Got no girlfriend

It wonʼt hurt my stress

Go to Maryland

Count money

All around

I share xans

Getting no stress

Pop a Percocet

Getting no stress

I found the wrong bean

Then I fall down

Iʼm drinking slow lean

Then I slow down

Pop a Percocet

Getting no stress

I found the wrong bean

Then I fall down

Iʼm drinking slow lean

Then I slow down

Got a 7 seater, when it go down

Pop a Percocet and It hurt your chest

Got a big nine and it hurt your vest

And I got 4 tank hit the first connect

Then I pop yo car, getting first to check

Then I fuck yo broad, getting first to neck

Nigga got a get, Iʼll hearse yo jet

And I got a blonde, she my Hershey kiss

I just bought a AP, I just hurt my wrist

I just bought my AP, I just hurt yo bitch

I just bought my AP, I just hurt them niggas

When I pull up on you, we be throwing triggers

Got my forty cal., make my boys bigger

Pay or PayPal, it ainʼt no rental

And my Lamborghini cost like five figures

I pull up on yo block with like five niggas

I heard you fresh to death so you died nigga

Popping Percocet, all night, yeah

I fell in love, yeah

I fell in love, yeah

She be whining, over drugs, yeah

She be rolling, over night, yeah

I got a trap phone

And my bank account plenty

I want It all in a minute

I want It all I ainʼt playing

Drinking all, drinking plenty

How I get like this

Had to slow it down

Ride around in the Benz when I roll round

And I got a 7 seater when it goes down

Send his ass couple shots, he with the Lord now

And I got a couple killers in the dog pound, dog poung

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