ฟังเพลงCame and Saw (feat. Rowdy Rebel)

Came and Saw (feat. Rowdy Rebel) (Clean) - Young Stoner Life/Young Thug/Rowdy Rebel

Wheezy outta here

Huh

Come on

Wait huh

Uh

I do this s**t with no pressure

No pressure

Run up the back ends and put up the extra

You cannot step with the steppers

Steppers

You can't put dirt on a n***a that's clean

You cannot run up and check us

Check us

I'm with the slime my twin he bleed

Got twenty five shooters in a sprinter

Grrra

Brought brand new TECs big Glocks and beams

I could make a movie make a scene

Yeah

I put the Glock on repeat

Yeah

Only Amiri the jeans

Yeah

It hurt my Glock when I lean

Oh yeah

Come here lil' b***h don't talk

Don't talk

Come here lil' b***h don't speak

Don't speak

Look at my drip when I walk

Walk

Slimey like Thugger and Wheez' uh

I left that b***h in the back then jumped in a 'Rari then hopped in these streets

Skrrt

I'm on my way to the stu' I'm geekin' off meds like who wanna lean

Huh

Lil' n***a get to the breesh

The breesh

Can't f**k with that b***h 'cause she treesh

She treesh

In three weeks we took back the streets

F**k all the opps and police

Slime yeah yeah

Woo

Yeah

Stop

Yeah

Spider

Yeah

Huh

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Slime

Yeah

Bentley ashtray and it's just for the guts

Uh

Don't you try cum in it slut

Uh uh uh

I put a four in a A and a W and I've been sippin' on suds

Uh uh uh

All three of my Carti's got ice on the bezels

Yeah

S**t came from the trenches

Woo

You speak on my name and it came with the pressure

And what

We started destruction

Yeah

I flew the b***h in way out from Australia

Yeah

The global express

On God

I told the lil' n***a don't come with them messages 'cause we kill the messenger

Huh

My b***h got the Drac' with the beam

Huh huh

Four hundred K large on her rings

That's right

Half a mil' don't you tell what you seen

Huh huh

I'ma boss up the street ho you s**ttin' me

How your jet land at John F Kennedy

Shmoney

It's a sixteen passenger genie

Yeah

Hold it down with this ho bro you're killing me

Shawty belong to the street neet neets

Woah

We gonna make us a scene

I send my dawg check out the scene

Woah

I can't even hide from the ho

All of this water ice on my ring

Woah

Don't get beside yourself

When you see king p***y ho speak

Uh

I rock designer belts

Not neither one of them wrestling things

I do this s**t with no pressure

No pressure

Run up the back ends and put up the extra

You cannot step with the steppers

Steppers

You can't put dirt on a n***a that's clean

You cannot run up and check us

Check us

I'm with the slime my twin he bleed

Got twenty five shooters in a sprinter

Grrra

Brought brand new TECs big Glocks and beams

I could make a movie make a scene

Yeah

I put the Glock on repeat

Yeah

Only Amiri the jeans

Yeah

It hurt my Glock when I lean

Oh yeah

Come here lil' b***h don't talk

Don't talk

Come here lil' b***h don't speak

Don't speak

Look at my drip when I walk

Walk

Slimey like Thugger and Wheez' uh

Wheezy outta here