Tonalité : F minor
Intro 1
Verse 1
I guess they don't work
Tattooed body, I don't need no shirt
Probably need Jesus,
but I don't go church
I'm on this hotel floor tryna soul search
Pop a couple more, they won't hurt
My mind or my body,
which one'll go first?
Keep your weed, I don't smoke dirt
Verse 2
back like Goldberg
Got a face that was made for the
Rolling Stone cover
Gettin' money like a coke pusher
My pockets lookin' like a skinny
On the road like Roadrunner
Wait the food,
and it look like her phone number
She saw the pucka and then asked
me if I would roll for her
Want a hit of this,
Verse 4
Runnin' through the city
like Forrest Gump
Tried to give her draws and a
proper skunk
But she prefers the whites
Wish somebody would start
poppin' up
So I could put them on ice
like a hockey puck
Rap god, I catch a body like
Bobby Wood
You against Shotty's like Rocky
boxing with Tommy Gunn
Verse 5
turned Hollywood
At symbol, hashtag, please
Snapchat filters doing what
a doctor would
Instagram bitches editing their body up
Fuck 'em!
Biggest balls in the universe
Rumoured you can see my nuts
using Google Earth
Rappers coming for me, I
ain't too concerned
I tell the very best one of 'em, "Come
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