lirik lagu true story gee & rare sound - chanel bucket hat
[intro]
beat it up, don’t give no—
‘nel bucket hat, she call me daddy, i—, yeah
bring the racks out (know that)
yeah, i get used to—, like that, ayy
chanel bucket hat, she call me daddy, i blow her— (trackhawk)
chanel bucket hat, she call me daddy, i blow her— (mom, lockdown in the studio again)
(baby zino, you k!llin’ it)
woah
[chorus]
chanel bucket hat, she call me daddy, i blow her back out
we got all these guns and these drugs like a trap house
let me beat it up, don’t give no f~ck, bring the racks out
p~ssy, maybe don’t crash out, get his ass stompеd out
ran up a lil’ sack, i might come back in a trackhawk
if they it’s up, then it’s stuck, i won’t back down
way you bе throwin’ it back, i can’t cap, make it clap ’bout
d~ck you down, turn you ’round, thuggin’, make you tap out
[verse 1]
smoke exotic, know i’m solid, hardbody, been a real
told lil’ shawty to hold it down, i turned my back, won’t do it again (woah)
twenty bands, new advance, diamonds dance, what you say?
he can’t get his b~tch back, know where she at, come and get her
can’t go back and forth with no n~gga out here bustin’ windows
n~gga don’t want no static, start that cappin’, i bet i handle my business
thumbin’ through hundreds, she gon’ keep the twenties
brand new cartier, my lenses, free my dawgs still in the pen’
just shed tears when i think of my granny
baby, stop playin’, got bands in my pants
smokin’ ain’t nothin’, i be countin’ up cash
pullin’ her hair, she be callin’ me dad
told lil’ shawty to get anything
[chorus]
chanel bucket hat, she call me daddy, i blow her back out
we got all these guns and these drugs like a trap house
let me beat it up, don’t give no f~ck, bring the racks out
p~ssy, maybe don’t crash out, get his ass stomped out
[verse 2]
pull up and air sh~t out like curry
racks on me right now, don’t worry
might make it rain, you can brag, don’t care
ain’t gon’ trip, money everywhere
pull up in somethin’, you know it’s a new one
i f~ck with lil’ shawty, she know how to do it
got bands on bands, i don’t care what they say
you know i ain’t playin’, i’m still for real
smokin’ exotic, be thinkin’ about it
whenever you call, i’ma be right there
i’m with whatever, i don’t care what you heard
buy you new bands and keep it a hundred
just bein’ honest, you know how i’m comin’
still with the gang, ain’t never gon’ change
countin’ up racks, i don’t know how to act
long as you right there, everything okay
[chorus]
chanel bucket hat, she call me daddy, i blow her back out
we got all these guns and these drugs like a trap house
let me beat it up, don’t give no f~ck, bring the racks out
p~ssy, maybe don’t crash out, get his ass stomped out
ran up a lil’ sack, i might come back in a trackhawk
if they it’s up, then it’s stuck, i won’t back down
way you be throwin’ it back, i can’t cap, make it clap ’bout
d~ck you down, turn you ’round, thuggin’, make you tap out
[outro]
come back in a trackhawk
i might come back in a trackhawk
come back in a trackhawk
(mom, lockdown in the studio again)
(baby zino, you k!llin’ it)
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