- Smino Louie bag 歌詞
- Yebba Smino
- You, ooh
It was a stormy winter
I watched the city burn
And ever since I can remember
Thats just the way it hurts
And it goes on and on and on
Like I can never see the pinnacle of it all
Put it in my Louie Bag, dont let it overflow
Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more ( Some more)
Cause I got that fire, its comin for them now
Friends are fallin off, talkin shit for no reason
Checkin all my locks cause its robbin season now
La, da-da , da-da, da
La-la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da
They cut my palms with paper
Made from her Autumn leaves
Im bleedin out disclaimers
Into my family tree
**** the interviews to enterprise
Id rather look into my mothers eyes
And let it be
Let it be , ee, yeah
Put it in my Louie Bag, dont let it overflow
Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more (Some more)
Cause I got that fire, its comin for them now
Friends are fallin off, talkin shit for no reason
Checkin all my locks cause its robbin season now
La, da-da, da-da, da
La -la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da
When the sky like this, I drop my top (I drop my top)
Pull up on you just like a sock (Just like a sock)
Come and ride we dont even gotta talk (We aint gotta talk)
Yeah, yeah, YEBBA
Yeah, but I was posed to make it by now (Uh-oh)
Yeah, but life threw me in the wrong realm(Uh-oh)
Yeah, we always got time to do better (Uh-oh)
Yeah, but I was tryna to it right now (Uh-oh)
And we growin up in the town (Uh-oh)
Where they never showed love to the brown (Uh-huh)
Twenty-four hours aint enough time (Uh-huh)
I was fightin, throwin hands with the clock (Uh -oh)
Never been sweet, no honeycomb (Oh, oh)
Money gone, granny gone, run along (Woah, oh)
City burn, pin it on Pentagon (Oh, oh)
Cant make it up no Revlon (Woah, oh)
Shit bubble up , RevRun (Oh, oh)
Had the episodes, this a re-run (Oh, oh)
And they tell me, 'Go pray to the reverend'
Told God that I feel like a stepson (Oh)
Buy a brand new coupe for the stress, huh
Thick thang on the way for the stress, huh
Big blunt on the way to my chest lungs
Nowadays the distance hit me hard (Hit me hard)
I admit, Im addicted to livin large (Livin large)
One, three, five, seven/1357 , beat the odds (Beat the odds)
Put it in my Louie Bag, dont let it overflow
Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more (Some more)
Cause I got that fire, its comin for them now
Friends are fallin off, talkin shit for no reason
Checkin all my locks cause its robbin season now
La, da-da, da-da, da
La-la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da
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