Testo In The Dark - Never Broke Again
Testo della canzone In The Dark (Never Broke Again), tratta dall'album Never Broke Again Presents: Green Flag Activity
Quando you're going crazy
Q-R-N
It been too much on my mind lately, too much on my mind
I'm gon' shine, like a diamond in the dark, huh
Be careful how you ride, I got that iron, look at that cop car
Wockhardt, be swervin' through the night can't put this cup down
I keep a shooter on my right, we let it fly, we blow your block down
Any weather, I be on the back street servin'
Fendi sweater, Mike Amiri hold my Glock 30
Plenty stretchers, boy, you know my mob straight murder
Plenty cheddar, got so much of guap I'm nervous
Right now I'm beefin' wit' my bitch and her mama got me super mad
XD wit' the stick, just popped a Xan' I feel like Superman
I can send a blitz like, ooh, eat shit, from out a minivan
I can send a hit, I'm super rich like all on Instagram
Too many doors gettin' kicked, somebody snitch I think they in the fam
Just jumped from out the whip, put dead his shit and I'm with many men
I think I popped too many pills
That's on the real and I don't give a damn
Lil' shorty bangin' crip but she all red, I think she need a tan
Empty out the clip, my youngin' thuggin' for the mother land
I told Jakiyah I'ma dip 'cause I m too trill, I'm not your other man
I keep that fire on my hip
I love to walk 'round wit' blue rubber bands
Time to retire from the field 'cause I done got in too much trouble man
I'm gon' shine, like a diamond in the dark, huh
Be careful how you ride, I got that iron, look at that cop car
Wockhardt, be swervin' through the night can't put this cup down
I keep a shooter on my right, we let it fly, we blow your block down
Any weather, I be on the back street servin'
Fendi sweater, Mike Amiri hold my Glock 30
Plenty stretchers, boy, you know my mob straight murder
Plenty cheddar, got so much of guap I'm nervous
I blocked your Twitter and your 'Gram
Matter fact I blocked your phone number and your spam
I'm beefin wit' Jakirah, that's your sister I don't care
But I'ma still give you some skrilla just to go and get your nails
Girl, you know that I'ma kill 'em if I catch a nigga near you
Uh, soap mixed wit' vanilla, bae, that's how that pussy smell
I'm comin' over in a little just so I can see your hair
I post you on my Insta' just so I can show the world
We broke up for a minute but you know you still my girl
I wanna send you out to Linux for some MCM and pearls
I hope that I'm your only MCM throughout this fuckin' year
Love when you wake me up at 3 p.m to bounce all on my tip
But on the real you play too much
I'm gon' shine, like a diamond in the dark, huh
Be careful how you ride, I got that iron, look at that cop car
Wockhardt, be swervin' through the night can't put this cup down
I keep a shooter on my right, we let it fly, we blow your block down
Any weather, I be on the back street servin'
Fendi sweater, Mike Amiri hold my Glock 30
Plenty stretchers, boy, you know my mob straight murder
Plenty cheddar, got so much of guap I'm nervous
Credits
Writer(s): Tyquian Bowman, Jack Richard Thierer, Jacoby Cherry
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