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Дата випуску: 08.03.2020
Вікові обмеження: 18+
Мова пісні: Англійська
Out of Breath |
Aye, never been no hater |
Aye, you gon thank me now or pay me later |
Aye, don’t make 'em like me no mo' |
Man straight up (straight up, straight up) |
Out of breath from all this paper chasin' |
I got hoes on my dick, can’t get 'em off |
Bitch imma boss and these niggas hella soft |
Paid my dues, you don’t even know the cost |
Took some L’s but I still never loss |
(Verse 1: T. Carriér) |
Bitch I’m large |
These niggas try too hard |
Still in charge, might pull yo card |
Tatts on my arm, I don’t mean no harm |
Don’t carry no cash, put that on my card |
Ain’t no hatin' bone on my skeleton |
Bout the benjamins or it’s irrelevant |
I got plenty businesses developing |
You was hesistant, was out ya element |
All this melanin I’m on they melon |
Like a mothafucka but I’m still a gentleman |
All the bitch made hatin' niggas |
Don’t make moves, that’s pretty evident |
Oh my gosh |
(Hook: T. Carriér) |
Aye, never been no hater |
Aye, you gon thank me now or pay me later |
Aye, don’t make 'em like me no mo' |
Man straight up (straight up, straight up) |
Out of breath from all this paper chasin' |
I got hoes on my dick, can’t get 'em off |
Bitch imma boss and these niggas hella soft |
Paid my dues, you don’t even know the cost |
Took some L’s but I still never loss |
(Verse 2: Iamsu!) |
I empty the clip |
I smoke out the zip |
I drink out the fifth |
I plead the fifth, yea |
Oh you wanna take my spot? |
Well you real confident |
How the fuck I’m gon flop, way too much experience |
(Way too much yea) |
How the fuck I’m gon flop, way too much experience |
Big racks made off walk-thrus and appearances |
Take care of both my parents |
Lil' bitches talk like parrots |
Grand hustle like Tip Harris |
Fuck wit the gang get buried, yea |
(Hook: T. Carriér) |
Aye, never been no hater |
Aye, you gon thank me now or pay me later |
Aye, don’t make 'em like me no mo' |
Man straight up (straight up, straight up) |
Out of breath from all this paper chasin' |
I got hoes on my dick, can’t get 'em off |
Bitch imma boss and these niggas hella soft |
Paid my dues, you don’t even know the cost |
Took some L’s but I still never loss |