Testo RNS - ATL Jacob feat. Quavo
Testo della canzone RNS (ATL Jacob feat. Quavo), tratta dall'album RNS
Whoa
Huncho
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
I took a lil' bitty piece of the pill and started trippin' for real (whoo)
Sittin' in the back of the 'Bach countin' M's
I'm on the block like I'm a rim (skrrt)
Drippin' in fabric, it's gallery trim
We don't do cameras, no baby, no film
Back to back Challengers demon, that's dim
Rollin' a blunt while she grippin' the wheel (go)
And she got body on body, I'm up in her ribs (facts)
Yeah, she bad, she jumped out and kill (ay)
Brought the shit back to the hood with a deal (huh)
Bare feet when I run through the field (phew)
500K straight can what it give (cash)
Fuck some, she get a bag for the year (bag)
32 bricks like Shaquille O'Neal (32), iced out, wrist chandelier (ice, ice)
Huncho crazy (ooh), flex up, baby (ooh)
That's my bitch (ooh) and that's my baby (go)
Rich nigga shit (rich) make you famous
Rich nigga shit (rich), gotta stay dangerous (uh)
Let's go crazy (ooh), flex up, baby (ooh)
That's my bitch (ooh) and that's my baby (go)
Rich nigga shit (rich) make you famous
Rich nigga shit (rich), gotta stay dangerous
Ay, I'm on rich nigga shit (rich), I spent two thousand on rich nigga fits (fits)
I keep her cummin' on rich nigga dick
Put her friends in a group, that's a rich nigga clique, ayy (okay-okay, ay)
Bring 'em all, I'm a groupie, baby girl (damn)
I'll take y'all out that hooptie, baby girl (okay)
Ain't no more sayin', "Scoop me", baby girl (okay)
'Cause I'm pickin', and I'm choosin' (ay)
And I'm ballin' but ain't hoopin' (ay)
I'm Gucci (damn) or Louis (you)
You Coogi (Lou'), that's two fits (two)
I'm too lit (whoo), her friends (whoo) bad buss down two wrists (two wrists)
That's like me buyin' two bricks (two bricks)
She don't trip, that's my cool bitch (cool bitch)
All-white Benz for her cool whip (cool whip, okay)
Her best friend asks for new lips (new lips)
I BBL her new grip (new grip)
Two posts, new pics on new trips (new trips)
Cabo, it's like a school trip, what I do?
I took all of her friends on two ships (yeah)
On the ocean, just to view it, that conclude this
We litty all summer, you knew this, 'Cho chewed it (ay)
Huncho crazy (ooh), flex up, baby (ooh)
That's my bitch (ooh) and that's my baby (go)
Rich nigga shit (rich) make you famous
Rich nigga shit (rich), gotta stay dangerous (huh)
Let's go crazy (ooh), flex up, baby (ooh)
That's my bitch (ooh) and that's my baby (go)
Rich nigga shit (rich) make you famous
Rich nigga shit (rich), gotta stay dangerous (huh)
Huncho crazy (ooh), flex up, baby (ooh)
That's my bitch (ooh) and that's my baby (go)
Rich nigga shit (rich) make you famous
Rich nigga shit (rich), gotta stay dangerous (uh)
Let's go crazy (ooh), flex up, baby (ooh)
That's my bitch (ooh) and that's my baby (go)
Rich nigga shit (rich) make you famous
Rich nigga shit (rich), gotta stay dangerous (uh)
Credits
Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Jacob Canady
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