Testo Burn Slow - E Bangga
Testo della canzone Burn Slow (E Bangga), tratta dall'album Burn Slow
Filters on your pics I wanna see the real you
Playin' with my bread then we sending out disputes
Real deal you gon' feel the pressure in a suit
Ice cream on her, nah she not the average scoop
Niggas did dirt, but forgot to wash they hands
Only plan A plan B in her hands
Chances make champions, I'mma take my chance
Choppas get singing, lil nigga we don't dance
Press into the life, hit the doc, go remote
Niggas stuck up, I'm sticking to the code
Fire in the air, I'mma let it burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
I'm Sparks away from my blow
Inspired by the Pablo's
Who had talks with Diablo
Still conscious of my God flow
I just need a ghost to back it up
I make a move spectacular
My Louis a bag couple racks, huh?
I promise we don't need extras
The empire like pyramids
We scheming on a dream trip
My wrist on Venetian
One up top it sing Alicia Keys
I'm keeping records of myself 'cause I'm counting on me
I won't overdose, but shrooms help me see
I'm a born king, so this whole world for me
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow
Burn slow, burn slow, slow
Huh, slow, burn, burn
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