M.M. Capone şarkı sözleri

Too damn high I'm looking straight down People talking shit But I never knew how I'm a slick motherfucker Better sit your ass down (Laughter) Too damn high I'm looking straight down, people talking shit But I never knew how, I'm a slick motherfucker Better sit your ass down, floatin' on, floatin' on, floatin' on clouds Too damn high I'm looking straight down, people talking shit But I never knew how, I'm a slick motherfucker Better sit your ass down Rolling down the road Smoking purple Looking like a drone, please don't hit my phone when this drops, man you're on your Own Karma come cheap, man I know cause I'm in my zone, gotta play my cards fucking Right Like I'm Al Capone Mobbing bumping TTB off that mobile phone boy, I'm gone, this right here that vibe Catch me in the 216 in 3-2-1 I fly, touching stars and smoking dope There ain't no need to cry (Outlaw) Hold on, wait, that bitch gone f*ck in my coupe All of these bitches that's in with the move (The move) Tell that bitch walk in my room (My room) (Hold on) All of my engines go vroom, I feel like Vin Diesel my engines go vroom (Okay) And these niggas want all my talent, I feel like Space Jam, no they can't have my talent (No way) Who that? It's Outlaw (Bitch) I pull up so fast like it's magic, that boy ain't solid he always be lackin' And that bitch ain't thorough, she always be capping These niggas talk jugging they ain't really trapping (Uh) My OG got faith in me, I bring them packs in I'm texting his shawty, he know we be chattin' I'm fucking his bitch, I'm breaking her back in Floatin on, floatin on, floatin on clouds Too damn high I'm looking straight down People talking shit but I never knew how, I'm a slick mother fucker Better sit ya ass down Floatin on, floatin on, floatin on clouds Too damn high I'm looking straight down People talking shit but I never knew how, I'm a slick mother fucker Better sit ya ass down

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