Testo Temper - Lil Eazzyy
Testo della canzone Temper (Lil Eazzyy), tratta dall'album Rap Elite
Uh, Sleaze money
Yeah, go
(Thanks, Yakree)
Uh, uh, bitch
Pedal to the floor, watch me get loose (Skrrt)
Switch on the back of the 'Vet (Uh, grrt)
Goofy lil' boy better move (Bitch)
I was right back to the trap everyday
Right as soon as I got outta school
Why the fuck would I go beef on the 'net
When we really using our tools
Every new year, boy, my crib done got bigger (No cap)
Next thing, I'ma cop me a Richard (Huh?)
I gotta shit on them niggas that said I wouldn't make it
I bet they ain't making no skrilla (Fuck 'em)
No cap, boy this shit done got realer
You niggas still making them Trillers (Huh?)
The 'Raq a turn you to a killer, I made it out I'm a winner
That thin line look a lil' thinner (Yeah)
I really been tryna just hold in my temper (Oh yeah)
I got a amigo 'cross state, they shippin' burritos
Or we hide it in the fender (I knew it)
New lil' ho scam and she just got an advance
Say she got a couple vendors (Yeah)
Stupid 'lil boy, these ain't regular vendors
Two pints, fifteen, bitch, I'm a wizard (A wizard)
They know who to not let get some money, it's too late, huh? (Yeah)
Ayy, boy I been lookin' for yo' ass, where my pape'? Uh
Back of the Glock to the back of the face, D.O.A (Go)
I know they mad, I'm in this rappin' shit, I'm finna stay (For real)
Know 'lil Perc' can't save a ho, bitch no way (At all)
Bitch, this is a Fendi scarf, not a cape (Bitch)
My new 'lil bitch natural, yo' bitch she got lace (Ugh)
Niggas know I'll slide back to the 'Raq, that's any day
If niggas a start poppin' back outside, I might just swang (Skrrt)
Nigga, you not havin' shit, I sleep in Helmut Lang
Crazy how motherfuckers get some money then they change (Fakes)
I ain't stressing it, this AMG in sport, I switched a lane (Skrrt)
No cap, boy patience done got low
Y'all on the 'net dick sucking for follows
Couldn't be me, care less, need guapo
Touch my skrilla, better duck yo' taco
G19, turn his top into nachos, I got no love for bop hoes
Gettin' a crate like hittin' the lotto
New straps, new GATs, bitch the block on (Valid)
New straps, new GATs, bitch the block on
Damn, on fonem
Fah, damn
Go, sleazy on it, CEO, BEO shit, nigga, I'ma be a real wiz
CEO, yeah nigga
Fonem
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Writer(s): Eric Allen
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