Testo Tension - Bslime feat. Young Stoner Life
Testo della canzone Tension (Bslime feat. Young Stoner Life), tratta dall'album Love Me or Don't
No, I'm only trippin'
Spider, he break it out of me, bruh
Like a spider, he be a spider
There's somebody that, boy, that, you know what, he tryna blow me up
Got a question, wonder why they hang on me?
Ice Age on the road, don't you blink on me
Go on that series, I got rings like the Braves on me
For havin' no selfish thing, then they train on me
I put the block in the box, yeah
I'm just toppin' the drop, yeah
Nigga talk, tell me to stop, yeah
But I'ma ball on top, yeah
I'm blood with red socks, yeah
I got a dead dog chain, yeah
Flowers and roses go to my hoes
I can get them one time, knowin' how it go
Come on, P, you gotta show me you bout it
Got me a bitch on the water, that bitch with an S
I ain't movin' the pauses
Nigga be talkin' bout smokin' and alibi, but nigga be smokin' synthetic
I got a bitch in the back with a fuck on her, my big mama tell she trippin'
I got some niggas with choppers, you know that them niggas a fish
Don't need no real, got no time for no hoes
I'm bout to block, yeah, you know that the prunes, let's go
Put a thoty in the Rolls Royce on the red side
Got you torn, Cartier, you know it on that time
Niggas can't stop fadin', fadin' with me, I'm that slime
Black market music, got the speaker on, we slap now
Got a question, wonder why this nigga hate on me
Ice Age on the road, don't you blink on me
Go on that series, I got rings like the Braves on me
Nigga havin' a lil' selfish thing and they train on me
I put the block in the box, yeah
I'm just topping the drop, yeah
Nigga time tell me to stop, yeah
But I'ma ball on top, yeah
I'm blood with red, sox
Hey, I got a dead dog chain
Let's go, no, we not kissing and telling
I got the melon, she wanna sell it, I told her that she gotta bet it
Nine out of ten, I'm poppin' your feelings
It's the whip, we coppin' the kitty
Do what you did, now you admit it
Slime time, G5 with it, yeah
Give a nigga, run around
Ain't no time to play around
Nobody make no sound, yeah, yeah
See that everybody still proud
Going up on stage, holding down for they talent
Hop on a scooter, go to Hootah
I put a cougar with a cooler
She feel the loser, I ain't lose her
I don't gotta prove it, I'ma do it
Not calling no shooters, I'ma shoot her
I'm on the first mule, I'ma rule her
I'm not trying to fool you, I'ma school you
I'ma be back and bulling with a buller
Got a question, wonder why this nigga hate on me
Ice age on the road, don't you blink on me
Going to series, I got rings like the braids on me
Nigga having low self esteem and they train on me
I put the block in the box, yeah
I'ma get some top and drop, yeah
Nigga time tell me to stop, yeah
But I'ma ball on top, yeah
I'ma blow your ass up, yeah
I got a dead dog chain, yeah
Blow your ass up, yeah
Blow your ass up
Beatless potato, got a car
Blow your ass up, blow your ass up
Beatless potato, child
Credits
Writer(s): Latos Konstantinos, Jaborious D Grier, Michael Mcpherson Jr, Brian Christopher Roke
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