CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Stems

I don't trust no one
Don’t know if I trust her with this gun
She don't matter I'll just find another one
With drawals killing me I have no fun
Off the Xanax in this cla**room
Last year, I was selling Xanax in the cla**room
Test me, I got Glocks on me I might juts blast you
Off the ketamine, shawty call my phone said Odin I’m mad at you
I'm a boss, your pockets skinny as f**k
Shawty tweaking tell that hoe to grow up
Making money otherwise I ain't been up to much
Pop this pill and it's blue it say 30 with an M
When it come to the drugs I'm a motherf**king chem
And this hoe bad as f**k, she a motherf**king gem
You ain't burning gas, you smoking stems
I be on my own sh*t all these rappers follow trends
Only thing that support me is the drugs f**k my friends
F**k my life what's the point this does not make no sense
And I got some designer on it cost a couple bands
Watch me walk in the mall I don't see how much I spend
Yeah I walk in this b*t*h I don’t count how much I spend
On a motherf**king highway speeding in that benz