lirik lagu 5tonyx - reimbershment
[intro]
(what are you talking about?)
[chorus]
yea, what is you talkin’ bout
i’m in my room makin songs wit my boys
tryna make it out the dirt
ion want my pockets hurtin’, i’m just tryna get to to the bag tryna make it work
tryna get in my bag, tryna buy new shirts
tryna blow out the bag no reimbershment
tryna get all the money even though a freshman (freshman)
[verse 1]
yea they not gon stop me (not gon stop)
ima go to the top (to the top)
from the top lookin’ down at an opp (at a opp)
like batman
no i’m not sweet n~gga, yea im real badman
she’s sittin’ groovy on my lap, just like a lap dance
made that boy hit a groove, lil n~gga hit a tap dance
no second try lil n~gga this is not chance
f~cked up twice, you gon die right at glance
talk down to mе lil n~gga we could go to war
piece to his domе close his mouth like a f~ckin pore
i evolve wit the glock like im muhf~kin bulbasaur
run you down hardcore, like im goin gore
get the 40 hit your dorm up, ima up the score
get the bl!ck, and i let it rain ima hit your core
special beam cannon on my hip, call me mega man
n~gga, you are lame (you are lame)
[bridge]
get to the money my pockets be fat they insane, n~gga (you are lame)
i’m tryna to get to the guap finna stack it up (you are lame)
see the end of my barel, im blastin uh (you are~)
(ya, mega mane yuh)
get me them glocks and i shoot yo whole team (mega man)
i wet yo ass up, i hit you wit the beam yea (mega man)
(megaman, huh yuh mega man)
yuh,yuh (mega man)
yuh yuh (mega man)
yuh, yea (mega man yea)
[chorus]
yea, what is you talkin’ bout
i’m in my room makin songs wit my boys
tryna make it out the dirt
ion want my pockets hurtin’, i’m just tryna get to to the bag tryna make it work
tryna get in my bag, tryna buy new shirts
tryna blow out the bag no reimbershment
tryna get all the money even though a freshman (freshman)
[verse 2]
like i said they not gon stop me
yea, run through yo sh~t like an obby
yea, i stay shootin wit my tommy gun i stay shootin my tommy
since 2016 i play wit them sticks, like charlie, charlie
yea, play with them sticks like charlie, charlie (charlie)
i got the pencil on me feelin like john wick (john wick)
i put that sh~t on my kids, i go ak and i blitz
and i dont even have kids, but ima hit and i won’t miss
all balmain sh~t
run up on me i got the sh~tz
lil uzi, new patek on my wrist
bullets hit you in yo lip yuh
russian on me got a k on my rifle, yuh
right hand on my bible left hand on my rifle
[outro]
yuh, huh yea
yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea
yea, yea, yea
yea
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