saintnashe pyjamas (feat. curb) şarkı sözleri
It's mad
(Chill with my) Chill with my killy on badness
Madness
Turn your fam on sadness
Lack yourself with a snap like candid
Ching man down like cash (Cash)
Feds roll through we dash (Dash)
Turn your boy to a hashtag (Tag)
No face so don't get bagged
It's mad
Got real stacks, I'm a real G
Been doubting you, keep it real G
Don't get me vexed I go OT
Run a man down in his PJs
Planning on dumb like PJ
Run a man down in his PJs
Planning on dumb like PJ
Run a man down in the weekday
Don't get caught lacking like B***
Aim with the wap like Ceeday
Tryna give my man an early death day
Looking at these man all day
So the Zanpakutō's at the ready
Swing it around like Ichigo, but I don't yell (Bankai)
I chase him tryna see intestine
Went on a glide with Smith, and
He brought his Wesson
Aim for his brain (Pop)
Now my man has learnt his lesson
This beef ain't dying, it's only frying
On social media, them man are lying
Opps ain't outside, I'm tryna find 'em
Make 'em drop and fall like Biden
It's mad
(Chill with my) Chill with my killy on badness
Madness
Turn your fam on sadness
Lack yourself with a snap like candid
Ching man down like cash (Cash)
Feds roll through we dash (Dash)
Turn your boy to a hashtag (Tag)
No face so don't get bagged
It's mad (Mad)
Got real stacks, I'm a real G
Been doubting you, keep it real G
Don't get me vexed I go OT
Run a man down in his PJs
Planning on dumb like PJ
Run a man down in his PJs
Planning on dumb like PJ
Who's your girl?
Can't be her
Brucked her twice
To the curb
What's gets me is how these man have the nerve
To act like they're better than me, what world?
Ride with the spinna, grip on the chrome
Hol-Holding this wap, ai-aim at your dome
Racking up bodies not talking hos
Opps roll through and it's never ten toes
Tell my boys not to waste their lead, only head not knees or toes
You wanna act flashy and keep your chain out? We take it, it's already sold
Feel like Minccino the way I just let off the bullets and leave him cold
Why's wasteman chatting to me like we're friends
Rudeboy how you get so fucking bold?
It's mad
(Chill with my) Chill with my killy on badness
Madness
Turn your fam on sadness
Lack yourself with a snap like candid
Ching man down like cash (Cash)
Feds roll through we dash (Dash)
Turn your boy to a hashtag (Tag)
No face so don't get bagged
It's mad (Mad)
Got real stacks, I'm a real G
Been doubting you, keep it real G
Don't get me vexed I go OT
Run a man down in his PJs
Planning on dumb like PJ
Run a man down in his PJs
Planning on dumb like PJ
It's mad
(Chill with my) Chill with my killy on badness
Madness
Turn your fam on sadness
Lack yourself with a snap like candid
Ching man down like cash (Cash)
Feds roll through we dash (Dash)
Turn your boy to a hashtag (Tag)
No face so don't get bagged
It's mad (Mad)
Got real stacks, I'm a real G
Been doubting you, keep it real G
Don't get me vexed I go OT
Run a man down in his PJs
Planning on dumb like PJ
Run a man down in his PJs
Planning on dumb like PJ

