barwhoom 21 days şarkı sözleri
Been out the crib for like 21 days
Ionno when the f*ck I'll be coming back home
Been out the trap for like 21 minutes
I gotta connect, I'm the plug on the phone
Been off the map for like 21 seconds
They ringin me up, like I ain't been alone
Been in the stu for like 21 years
Neva needed to write, it jus came off the dome
Ughhhh
I'm at the bando picking up a pound
Life like soprano, bullets spray around
Knock off his fitted, he don't need a gown
Johnny go wicked, dis pistol is silenced
Da barrel extended, ye the violence already begun
Step out, get purged in the light of the sun
It don't matter yo life is the cost of my fun
I can't f*ck wit these niggas, they lie to yo face
And then act like they really been witchu
On the day that you blow, they be back on yo dick
Talkin bout I was jus bouta to hit you
Ye dis boy can't be serious, you had all the time
Now the calls that you send is a missed thru
All the snakes in the grass, like sum Gucci apparel
So corny, they thought they could jus slip thru
Wait nd bleed, I cut you up like I'm slipknot
Latina hoe take the lead she a thick thot
Shawty a freak, she gon f*ck for the tiktok
Pockets lose weight, they remind me of rick ross
20 bad bitches and all of em liplock
Back in my phase, I just love taking trickshots
Zaza so potent, I need a new ziplock
Trap out the block, every crib is a pitstop
Feeling like OZ every pound, ima big boss
Asked for a band, tell dat pussy to kick rocks
Quit all the rapping you fuckin up hiphop
Could build a church way I'm running a brickshop
All dis drip on my body, they think I'm a dip sauce
Wrist an election I'd vote for my wristwatch
Drop off the strap at the mfin thrift shop
Been out the crib for like 21 days
Ionno when the f*ck I'll be coming back home
Been out the trap for like 21 minutes
I gotta connect, I'm the plug on the phone
Been off the map for like 21 seconds
They be ringin me up, like I ain't been alone
Been in the stu for like 21 years
Neva needed to write, it jus came off the dome
Ugh
I'm at the bando picking up a pound
Life like soprano, bullets spray around
Knock off his fitted, he don't need a gown
Johnny go wicked, dis pistol is silenced
Da barrel extended, ye the violence already begun
Step out, get purged in the light of the sun
It don't matter yo life is the cost of my fun

