Russia歌词

Holiday Season
I talked to god like I'm about to die (die)
I think of Malik and I start to cry (leak)
They paid no attention, was walking by (walking)
Outside looking for smokers to start they high
It was 7 am in my auntie building
My man just got low, he a wanted killer (wanted)
You won't put in no work but you want a million? (huh?)
Disrespect on the dirt, now we on a mission (ridin')
I got no pics on Kairi
New Glock 9 on my hip,
You get clipped if you reachin' (boom)
Make the bartender send you a shot or some bleach
We gon' make you go viral, you cry like Tyrese
You say my name on a single,
My ****** gon' lean you,
We'll be at your album release (facts)
Jay might pick me up, we just got him a jeep
Dre Mac called me my phone, said he got him some freaks
If I ain't in Dolce Gabanna,
They bite like piranhas,
I probably Versace my teeth
Send threats on the net but be hiding from me
I play Soho that's why this designer on me
Middle of the projects momma dying on me
You want dust, I can pull up with gallons on me (lean)
This ain't Smack DVD, ain't no battling me
'Lik and Mugga forever, they tatted on me
I got a *****, came from Russia,
Don't understand her when I **** her,
Gon' spend all the money (ballin', ballin')
I rush every hour, Chris Tucker
I'm balling on 'em like the Rucker,
We laughing it's funny (ballin' ballin')
I beat it like I'm DJ Mustard
I got your ***** all through the gutter,
I just told her bust it
We got them sticks on us in public
I cannot kick it for nothing, might **** up your budget
I got a ***** you can't touch
Can't understand her when I **** her,
Gon' spend all the money (ballin', ballin')
I rush every hour, Chris Tucker
I'm balling on 'em like the Rucker,
We laughing it's funny (ballin' ballin')
I beat it like I'm DJ Mustard
I got your ***** all through the gutter,
I just told her bust it
We got them sticks on us in public
I cannot kick it for nothing, might **** up your budget
Drum on me, don't play percussion
**** her so good, she be cussing
You got low with a onion (ay)
I got this s**t out the dungeon
I don't owe nobody nothing
This pistol is Russian
Matter of fact, this ***** is German
Couldn't get nothin' from ******, s**t, I had to earn it
I got some Gelato, let's burn it
Gun on me with no license, I don't got no permit
Money, got it straight, look like I permed it
**** the DA, I don't care about the verdict (****)
***** violate, most likely got murdered (murdered)
She ain't tryna ****, most likely I curved it (curve)
She let me hit it, couldn't understand her
She ain't wanna job, she just wanna scam
I'm really from the trenches working on my manners
Versace pajamas, I just bought some hammers
One day, they keep taking pictures, so we took his camera
Getting shot, pray to God I try to call your grandma
Afterparty at the crib, left with all the dancers
Poise spread, gotta get rid of all the cancer
Never thought about a sale, taking all of them chances
Now, the label want a tape, I get all of them advances
Shoot at them red bottoms, I got all of them dancing
Money make me look good, now they calling me handsome
I got a *****, came from Russia,
Don't understand her when I **** her,
Gon' spend all the money (ballin', ballin')
I rush every hour, Chris Tucker
I'm balling on 'em like the Rucker,
We laughing it's funny (ballin' ballin')
I beat it like I'm DJ Mustard
I got your ***** all through the gutter,
I just told her bust it
We got them sticks on us in public
I cannot kick it for nothing, might **** up your budget编辑于2023/12/12更新