lirik lagu booter bee - submariner
[chorus: young smokes]
three eighties in my skizzy and the mac’s full of nines
bricks came in and bricks gone the same night
double barrel on me so i walk with a limp
b~tch, you crazy if you asking my type
oh, they with you when you up, they ain’t with you when you down
same handguns, i got different rounds
submariner on, i don’t scuba dive
thirty racks, not a chick in my uber ride
[verse 1: booter bee]
gave half the country bullets, you can ask about me
headline show, i keep straps around me
four~four flats in my new ting
i bought two new guns then dropped ten on a new ring
we been getting money like big meech
i called the three~еight beavo, it’s filled with big t~~th
one wrong movе, you can lay where your friend is
i shot him on jummah then prayed for repentance
all this dirt on my hands, i need to wash it off
i had uber drivers on the m, flying half a box
i had bells in the dotty looking like charlie sloth
i pull up, let it slap then i’m off
they must have thought that it’s only rap
i’ll stab my own friend up if that p~ssy try hold me back
we’re rolling strapped, keep the bouncers sweet
and like young smokes, g, i keep a thousand sweets
[chorus: young smokes]
three eighties in my skizzy and the mac’s full of nines
bricks came in and bricks gone the same night
double barrel on me so i walk with a limp
b~tch, you crazy if you asking my type
oh, they with you when you up, they ain’t with you when you down
same handguns, i got different rounds
submariner on, i don’t scuba dive
thirty racks, not a chick in my uber ride
[verse 2: young smokes & booter bee]
yo, i came up
like them ladyboys in thailand, it stays tucked
she love the lifestyle, not knowing it’s dangerous
this russian make you gamble life like vegas
check my waistband right now, it’s stainless
patek 5980 stainless
richard mille, sh~t, i need it in rose gold
my neck on froze, same way my flows cold
call my pendant steve austin, this stone’s cold
raised pointers cost more than fiddy
when you’re broke, she don’t give you jiggy~jiggy
my darg got ten years for serving nitties
all that oil, he ain’t never sold to diddy
all these bricks, we ain’t building a house
glock~19, sleep with it like my spouse
i slapped it in north but i bought it in south
remington shotgun, i call it peter crouch
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