CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : My Set Pt.II
Cause I move around too proper
(I get around with the gleesh)
All the b*t*hes we f**k got good doctors
(She went to Dr. Miami)
From the back
Imma f**k up her whole posture
Whole team can perform
That’s a good roster
N***as be acting
They need Oscars
AR do his thing
I don’t need shottas
N***as we trick computers to get a bag
Shoot a opp to get a lac
Can’t leave my gun
I be too attached
They only tote on the Internet
Can’t compete
I got too much sh*t
They ain’t fly
I got too much drip
Everyday I can take me a pic
Couple opps go
Gotta list
When I’m up
They ask do I need help
N***a, where was you at
When I fell?
I’d be rich if I sell
My whole closet
N***a you can play chess on my belt
N***a you can play chess on my hat
They can’t f**k with me
Word to my Hat
Run up on me
Get popped like a flat
Anytime that they threw
I threw back
He got hit
Now look at his health bar
If yall broke
Hit us up
We could help y'all
Just watch how that young n***a
Flex y'all
You a pup
AR is a big dog
When I’m coming
Can’t nobody save yall
Ask about me in the state yard
Too official
B*t*h I shoot like Tayy Official
Keep drippin
Might need a tissue
Me and Flock gon pres them missiles
If you run
Bullets catch up with you
My young boys gon
Get up with you
I ain’t even gotta send that missile
He rap bout guns all day
When we see him
Ain’t have his pistol
She tryna cuff me
No way, sis
Kick me a chevy
Or OA, b*t*h
They be inside
When we on they sh*t
F**k all the opps
Cause I’m they list
Red beams, 16’s
When we on they strip
Police
Big scene
When we leave they sh*t
(Red beams, 16’s
When we on they strip
Police
Big scene
When we leave they sh*t)
It was the spit for me
Said she only swallow
The kids for me
No, I ain’t gettin you nothin’
Look, you is not trickin’ me
Opposition know ain’t no b*t*hin me
Treeshes know ain’t no kissin’ me
Robbers know ain’t no stickin’ me
Robbers know ain’t no -- UH
Cause I move around too proper
(I get around with the gleesh)
All the b*t*hes we f**k got good doctors
(She went to Dr. Miami)
From the back
Imma f**k up her whole posture
Whole team can perform
That’s a good roster
N***as be acting
They need Oscars
AR do his thing
I don’t need shottas
N***as trick computers to get a bag
Shoot a opp to get a lac
Can’t leave my gun
I be too attached
They only tote on the Internet
Can’t compete
I got too much sh*t
They ain’t fly
I got too much drip
Everyday I can take me a pic
Couple opps go
Gotta List
(I get around with the gleesh)
All the b*t*hes we f**k got good doctors
(She went to Dr. Miami)
From the back
Imma f**k up her whole posture
Whole team can perform
That’s a good roster
N***as be acting
They need Oscars
AR do his thing
I don’t need shottas
N***as we trick computers to get a bag
Shoot a opp to get a lac
Can’t leave my gun
I be too attached
They only tote on the Internet
Can’t compete
I got too much sh*t
They ain’t fly
I got too much drip
Everyday I can take me a pic
Couple opps go
Gotta list
When I’m up
They ask do I need help
N***a, where was you at
When I fell?
I’d be rich if I sell
My whole closet
N***a you can play chess on my belt
N***a you can play chess on my hat
They can’t f**k with me
Word to my Hat
Run up on me
Get popped like a flat
Anytime that they threw
I threw back
He got hit
Now look at his health bar
If yall broke
Hit us up
We could help y'all
Just watch how that young n***a
Flex y'all
You a pup
AR is a big dog
When I’m coming
Can’t nobody save yall
Ask about me in the state yard
Too official
B*t*h I shoot like Tayy Official
Keep drippin
Might need a tissue
Me and Flock gon pres them missiles
If you run
Bullets catch up with you
My young boys gon
Get up with you
I ain’t even gotta send that missile
He rap bout guns all day
When we see him
Ain’t have his pistol
She tryna cuff me
No way, sis
Kick me a chevy
Or OA, b*t*h
They be inside
When we on they sh*t
F**k all the opps
Cause I’m they list
Red beams, 16’s
When we on they strip
Police
Big scene
When we leave they sh*t
(Red beams, 16’s
When we on they strip
Police
Big scene
When we leave they sh*t)
It was the spit for me
Said she only swallow
The kids for me
No, I ain’t gettin you nothin’
Look, you is not trickin’ me
Opposition know ain’t no b*t*hin me
Treeshes know ain’t no kissin’ me
Robbers know ain’t no stickin’ me
Robbers know ain’t no -- UH
Cause I move around too proper
(I get around with the gleesh)
All the b*t*hes we f**k got good doctors
(She went to Dr. Miami)
From the back
Imma f**k up her whole posture
Whole team can perform
That’s a good roster
N***as be acting
They need Oscars
AR do his thing
I don’t need shottas
N***as trick computers to get a bag
Shoot a opp to get a lac
Can’t leave my gun
I be too attached
They only tote on the Internet
Can’t compete
I got too much sh*t
They ain’t fly
I got too much drip
Everyday I can take me a pic
Couple opps go
Gotta List
