maad cold wind/ white flags şarkı sözleri

It's the cold wind Let's go Chillin' in this puffer, that's some cold wind Niggas startin' wars, I promise you won't see the end Never settle once, if I want something, it come in twins This here a Maybach, bitch, this ain't no fuckin' Benz How you run your mouth, when your bitch givin' me mouth All these hoes is snowin' and you runnin' like it's get out He posted on the gram, but I promise it's not his house We already ran his block and we spray that whole house Its getting lonely nigga Why Im messing with these phony niggas like Its crazy when you at the top man, Its lonely as f*ck Passion what I'm on, man I'm too locked in So don't bother hitting' my phone Like to see my face when I pop up this piece chrome When hoes hear that word, ain't thinkin' of them hearts Shorty say she love me, I do not want no part They use that word loosely, cause last week she was arched I'm checkin' on my phone Wait, hold on, what this nigga say Ahmaad pussy, Ahmaad pussy Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh, he talkin' on the net He said that shit like months ago, he still ain't did nothin' yet But I applaud you, takin' off on that nigga when he asked I know he sent that to you, man, you shoulda told him it was trash Why you lyin' to your CEO, he the one that give you checks I'ma be honest, I know that's your boss, man, but what's next If he comin' out with more trash, how that make you look You workin' for a bum-ass nigga, man, I be shook too, yeah Like, if my CEO was wavin' white flags I don't know if I can work for that man no more I don't know, thats just me though Yeah, yeah, let's go Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up these flags Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up them Wavin' up them flags, why he wavin' up Wavin' up them white flags, wavin' up them white flags Yeah, yeah, bitch, you better come correct Speakin' on my name, but you out here livin' check to check If you got a girl, man, I'm sorry for it This the Maad show, man, that's all, folks I think I gotta stop, I think I really gotta stop I'm beatin' on a dead horse right now He's already grindin' to a pulp I think I gotta chill out It was a good run, though Great run
Sanatçı: Maad
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 2:36
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
Maad hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

Fotoğrafı