b3ck passion şarkı sözleri
I gotta a passion for winning
Pulling up in that Audi windows is tinting
Cashing out cuz my checks they written
Eating out got my bread up I'm tipping
Worried bout no hoe I cannot be tripping
Got my hoes up when I pop out I'm pimping
Put NyQuil in Sprite Fake Dirty you sipping
Sipping on straight gut no codeine
Fur on my jacket it's straight mink
Ask what's that purple line in my drink
You need to brush your teeth you stank
When I smoke on gas all you smell is dank
I'm in the top league you ain't reaching my rank
Playing with guns and they might go bang
You too old don't act young using slang
Go outside gotta keep a grip on that thang
When I get in trouble I cannot say my name
Acting tough for the gram but you won't take the blame
Everyone switch up but I stay the same
Doing that and you act with no shame
It's that other dude you're trying to entertain
Dressed all basic your style is plain
Getting real pills those are hard to obtain
Getting sent to the pin the cops tryna detain
Keep a mask on now they all wanna call me Bane
Taking flights out the city gotta catch my plane
You ain't doing it right you could say you're moving left
Ask how I got all this shit, I said, "Theft"
When I ghost you it's over, it's your love I'm trying to test

