Testo Phetamine - EST Gee
Testo della canzone Phetamine (EST Gee), tratta dall'album I Still Dont Feel Nun
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (FOREVEROLLING)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (mixed it)
Yeah, I can vouch for these amphetamines
Waterboys pull up with more ice than niggas ever seen (more ice, ice, ice)
Yeah, look at all these diamonds that that pressure bring (yeah, look at all these diamonds)
Rap niggas think they trap niggas 'cause they sellin' weed (ain't no trap niggas)
You was laid up, tryna catch some Z's (you was tryna go to sleep)
I was catchin' P's, country town, OT, tryna catch a fiend (always catch a fiend)
Niggas better watch their top, come down top, late night cruisin'
Fuck I'm talkin' about? Daytime, niggas get hit in their noodle (pow-pow)
They gon' pull your body off the ground, your face laid next to it
All that tough shit you was talkin' (yeah), nigga, we gon' make you prove it (shhh talkin' all the shit)
I'm the youngest, richest nigga out my city, call my bluff (nigga, call my bluff)
I got college hoes out here on an island, they tryna fuck (these hoes tryna to fuck)
Y'all know who hittin' y'all up (yeah), I bet shhh can't feel nothin' (yeah)
I bet shhh can't feel nothin' (yeah), I bet shhh miss his brother (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
From the whole things to the onions, niggas know that we get money
In the country with the junkies where the prices of it double
They done let me run my money so much, the opps in trouble (you know what I mean?)
I went found my plug on my own, I ain't get him from my uncle
Yeah, I can vouch for these amphetamines
Waterboys pull up with more ice than niggas ever seen (more ice, ice, ice, yeah)
Yeah, look at all these diamonds that that pressure bring (look at all these diamonds)
Rap niggas think they trap niggas 'cause they sellin' weed, yeah (ain't no trap niggas)
You was laid up, tryna catch some Z's (you was tryna go to sleep)
I was catchin' P's (yeah, yeah), country town, OT, tryna catch a fiend (I was catchin' fiend)
You was laid up, tryna catch some Z's (you was tryna go to sleep)
I was catchin' P's, country town, OT, tryna catch a fiend (yeah, yeah, I was catchin' fiend)
Yeah, we two different breeds, I got hittin' clean, tell me what you need
Baby hit this weed, then she hit her knees (yeah, baby)
I think she my speed, she know when to leave, I don't sip no green
I don't smoke OG, ridin' through the square, it's just me and Lee (yeah)
I was like 19, but I was a plug then (real plug tho')
I can get you plugged in (yeah, yeah, yeah), Gee brought them drugs in
All I got is plug friends (yeah, yeah), if you want that smoke, make sure you lungs big
And your guns big as my funds is (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You look in my eyes and seen I never knew what love is (never knew was love was)
I look at your ride and see you don't know how a dub feel (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dry snitchin', tippin', tryna send me where the fuzz is (where the fuzz was)
Niggas in their feelin's, know they wishin' that my run ends (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can vouch for these amphetamines
Waterboys pull up with more ice than niggas ever seen (more ice, ice, ice)
Yeah, look at all these diamonds that that pressure bring (look at all these diamonds)
Rap niggas think they trap niggas 'cause they sellin' weed, yeah
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Writer(s): Aaron Butler, George A. Stone Iii, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr.
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