
Heart Broke Fresco Trey
На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Heart Broke" от Fresco Trey. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

[Chorus]
I might take a sip of the Moscato
I might say fuck it, I'm ballin' like no tomorrow
Might hit up my brothers, they want all smoke
I been fuckin' hella hoes since I got my heart broke
I might take a sip of the Moscato
I might say fuck it, I'm ballin' like no tomorrow
Might hit up my brothers, they want all smoke
I been fuckin' hella hoes since I got my heart broke
[Verse]
Whippin' the foreign, I been pushin' the dash (Skrrt, skrrt)
Shittin' on them niggas, I know that they mad
Pull the racks out the duffle, put my heart in the bag
Shawty fresh out the molly and don't know how to act
And she say she got a man, but tonight she a fan
I just finished the bottle and don't know where I am
Shе been chasin' attention so she can feel again (Yeah, yеah, yeah)
A couple thousand on my feet, another on my hand
I'd probably be happy if my heart was smaller
She'd probably be happy if I called her
She don't ever wanna bring her friends around
'Cause they know I'm poppin', yeah
Forty on my wrist, my diamonds dancin' (Diamonds dancin')
If she tell me what it is, then she can get it all
They in love with how I'm livin', they in love with my pimpin'
And yeah, yeah, yeah
I might take a sip of the Moscato
I might say fuck it, I'm ballin' like no tomorrow
Might hit up my brothers, they want all smoke
I been fuckin' hella hoes since I got my heart broke
I might take a sip of the Moscato
I might say fuck it, I'm ballin' like no tomorrow
Might hit up my brothers, they want all smoke
I been fuckin' hella hoes since I got my heart broke
[Verse]
Whippin' the foreign, I been pushin' the dash (Skrrt, skrrt)
Shittin' on them niggas, I know that they mad
Pull the racks out the duffle, put my heart in the bag
Shawty fresh out the molly and don't know how to act
And she say she got a man, but tonight she a fan
I just finished the bottle and don't know where I am
Shе been chasin' attention so she can feel again (Yeah, yеah, yeah)
A couple thousand on my feet, another on my hand
I'd probably be happy if my heart was smaller
She'd probably be happy if I called her
She don't ever wanna bring her friends around
'Cause they know I'm poppin', yeah
Forty on my wrist, my diamonds dancin' (Diamonds dancin')
If she tell me what it is, then she can get it all
They in love with how I'm livin', they in love with my pimpin'
And yeah, yeah, yeah
Комментарии (0)
Минимальная длина комментария — 50 символов.