Lyrics:
the cable
Wanted to sign me, take it off the table
We put a hole in that boy like a bagel
I'm the best New gen rockstar if I'm honest
That boy sent me his
at something
We discussing what it's 'gon take to be up at round tables
Table manners perfect how I step up to the plate
Don't go try polish what's fake you
driver
You gon’ bleed, I’ll spit a clip
They catch me, I don’t give a shit
I don’t plead innocent the kush my favorite
Soda and the scale on the table
I
Smokin Loud
Baby Says
"Baby,Cash!"
Make Your Girl Count!
Put It In A Bag
Drop On Table
Like Pablo
Young Bitch
She Is Scream
That I'm Almost Dead Broke
Wtf
On a avancé sans l'fric
Un parcours en dents d'scie
J'suis si sérieux quand j'tire
Ça résonne comme une grande gifle
Champions league les grands
think
I Wash my my money in the sink
Got Heavy metal in my Jeans
Yeah I know my fucking value
Yeah Energy I bring to table
Am a animal
A nigga they
saying, hopped on this beat to make a statement
Table's turning, you sticking with me, that's quite interesting
I'm tired of this beefing, I just wish
at my face
Romantic talking? You don't even have to try
You're cute enough to- with me tonight
Lookin' at the table, and I see the reason why
Baby,
of the league
En mama zei me altijd: Zorg dat je never nooit gemiddeld wordt
Ik kan die jongens niet zien, ik loes de ratten,
En die mensen hier met mij, die
I trop salace
Criminel League toujou ouvè bal'la
Yo key crié, lè yo key tenn ta la
Yo lé testé mwen mè yo malade
Yo ka chèché mwen mè man pa la
Ricky got the quarters for the table and broke
While I pulled hard on the sorrow and smoke
Raising up my bottle I looked for a chance
As you set
rock stars
Guns, no guitars
Throw some blow on the table
Bitches dancin' on the bar
Nefertiti on the cable, piff comin' out my pores
Riff full
another league
Duckin' blues
Blowin' trees
Fuck it
I'm tha leader of tha crabs
In the public, fuck it
It's ugly
That money don't mean shit right now
retraite, Tonyno
Mc du ShootStar (ouais), bande de bâtards (ouais)
Faut éviter les radars, 50 frères à ma table
50 frères à ma table, j'suis chargé de AK
clique
Know we the shit (We know we the shit)
We running the league, we run up the racks
Hunnids on me, they stuffed in the bag
Got it with me, I keep it
note karu
Aur fir lineee quote karu
Pehle mai pot karu
Aur fir note se snort karu
Alag hai league bro
Roll karu sleek bro
Teri bandi tera number
Kare
Love Her At All, But The Pussy Was Irreplaceable
Pipin Out In Her Parkin Lot, On The Kitchen Table
I'm Able To Bust Up In Her, She Said That She's
taking our chances here
Life, life, life the greatest gift of all
See the government officials sitting round a table
There's a law they gonna pass
Only
the greatest gift of all
I see the government officials
Sitting around a table
There' s a law they gonna pass
Only you the mothers of
The world can save
crack frames by speaking in word
Challenger rapidly burned
Now you got an eye patch like Nick Fury
Just for having the nerve
No justice in the league
In
League scholar
Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A.
But now he's waiting tables cause their's rent to pay
Companies downsizing, inflation's rising
Can't find
the game
I come from high school, and go straight to the league
Who you know who can spit at the Sig'
Nigga the truth, every time I step in the booth
I
suspicions sick with admissions
Nauseas infinite lit the cigar victor from afar
Cruise through situations flipping tables I raised the bar
Vintage spendage
the game
I come from high school, and go straight to the league
Who you know who can spit at the Sig'
Nigga the truth, every time I step in the booth
I
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