Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sonido


Interfaz


Nivel de dificultad


Acento



lenguaje de interfaz

es

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Apoyo   |   FAQ
1
registro de inicio de sesión
Lyrkit

donar

5$

Lyrkit

donar

10$

Lyrkit

donar

20$

Lyrkit

Y/o apoyarme en las redes sociales. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
BabySantana

nyc

 

nyc


(Bee, yeah)
(Yeah)
Yeah (Uh), huh (Woah), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Put him in the sky, I ain't talking no airplane
My chopper shooting like COD campaign
G, he gon' pour a bottle of champagne, no, I ain't talking no Papi
Drac' on my hip and I'm shooting like Scotty
Me and lil' Giela ride 'round in that Masi'
Dior on my toes, bogo on my chest when I feel like Dami
Jump out the wall like BO3, he talking down, he gon' D-I-E (Oof)
Brand new scope on the ARP, knock out your lights like B-Y-E
I'm still tryna see why he talking down on the G-A-N-G
Heard he want smoke, so we finna pull up on him and pull out the M-16
Feel like Rell AK, Draco with the red light
Heard he talking down on bro, then it's on site
Chrome Hearts on and I got Off-White
14 and I carry the spotlight (Bop, bop, bop)
Feel like Yachty, baby, 'cause I only want one night
Like how you gon' bring a knife to a gunfight?
How you black belt but ain't even had one fight?
Kicking stuff in the A in the sunlight

Put him in the sky, I ain't talking no airplane
My chopper shooting like COD campaign
G, he gon' pour a bottle of champagne, no, I ain't talking no Papi
Drac' on my hip and I'm shooting like Scotty
Me and lil' Giela ride 'round in that Masi'
Dior on my toes, bogo on my chest when I feel like Dami
Jump out the wall like BO3, he talking down, he gon' D-I-E
Brand new scope on the ARP, knock out your lights like B-Y-E
I'm still tryna see why he talking down on the G-A-N-G
Heard he want smoke, so we finna pull up on him and pull out the M-16

hecho

¿Agregaste todas las palabras desconocidas de esta canción?