lirik lagu lil proch – charged pill
{intro: playboi carti}
(kubi goin’ crazy)
{verse 1: lil proch}
run through portfolios
i’m slurpin’ up cheerios
i be with all ya hoes
ch~ch cheerios, ch~ch cheerios
still in this b~tch with producer kube
stay on my grind and i get the loot
jibbidy~jibbidy jamba juice
mix it just like the bro t~bo do
mix it just like the bro t~bo do
i’m scorin’ touchdowns just like t.o do
i’m spittin’ my soul just like tebow do
yuh, and that’s what i’m finna’ do
{verse 2: lil proch & kubi}
new pairs of giuseppe, i done this already
i twisted you up like i do with spaghetti
then carve yo ass up like i do with machete
i’m leavin’ you dead in the hall like eddy
nothin’ else really left to say
i’m f~ckin’ yo b~tch while i’m whippin’ the wraith
she givе me the money or ya catchin’ a fadе
you 4 foot 2 but we still paid
runnin’ with the youngla
ya lookin’ like a lil’ baby
ballin’ in the bay like klay
cookin’ up, catchin’ all my dishes from dray
yeah that’s valid
we mixin’ it up like a salad
this sh~t poetry, this is a ballad
writin’ it up like edgar allan
{verse 3: lil proch}
aye, i turn this beat into the mothaf~ckin’ oklahoma drill
cuz’ she like the way i’m ballin on the football field
and she like the way i’m ballin on the football field
and she like the way i’m ballin on the football field
this the charged pill, hit you p~ssies make you squeal
hit you boys like darren till
smellin’ trash, smellin’ landfill
you boys have to admit, lil proch done finally did it
he up here runnin’ the digits, peoples is takin’ his pictures
{verse 4: prince siren }
uh, takin’ a picture (glock)
i got a band, sit on my bag
yo shawty, i bet i get with her
you think it’s a problem, i’m callin my hittas’
you might get hit, if you ain’t here with us
my brother, my cutters, no other
your partner nem’ need to get better
cause our guns be changin’ the weather, b~tch get it together
i heard that they soft like a feather
heat him up, got his body in sweat, like he stuck in the dessert
that was his last time
brodie popped him and gave him his last line
them folks they don’t even know me
i’m always on go, and that’s just if you ask mine
spit the truth and that’s why i got mad rhymes
take his girl, and that’s just if she mad fine
in the world, that be my last dime
don’t gotta ask, i’m always on that time
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu gary numan – absolution (7″ version)
- lirik lagu j colee – mo money (interldue)
- lirik lagu fredo bang – dog azz
- lirik lagu pathos! (bos) – laugh2thebank remix
- lirik lagu lungskull – we ready to shoot
- lirik lagu nine pm – dem nuh real
- lirik lagu hxctordidtht – no way!
- lirik lagu meghan trainor – drama queen
- lirik lagu dj peligro & hablando huevadas – te amo a doble sentido
- lirik lagu bhaly – jump out