
4 Phantoms Curren$y
На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "4 Phantoms" от Curren$y. 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.

[Intro]
Uh-oh
Somebody wanna donate a lighter to the cause?
G-Perico in the building and shit
Smoke one for my loved one
[Chorus]
4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seein' ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up your block slow, catchin' stunts on my old hoes
She sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seein' ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up the block slow, catchin' stunts on my old hoes
Sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though
[Verse 1]
Still in it for the cash, lotta niggas didn't last
They was clowns of the class, school of hard knocks, I passed
My engine beneath the glass, 20 grand for the luxury tax
'Cause I plan before I attack
Emotions had them niggas blowin' they stacks
I'm in here smokin' and pourin' some 'Yak
90 inch TV, I'm watchin' The Mack
I do my thing when it come to this rap
Underground king but do not call me that
Pimp and the Bun the original, I hope that my legacy similar
Closin' deals, not singular, plural we pickin' them digits up
Uh-oh
Somebody wanna donate a lighter to the cause?
G-Perico in the building and shit
Smoke one for my loved one
[Chorus]
4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seein' ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up your block slow, catchin' stunts on my old hoes
She sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seein' ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up the block slow, catchin' stunts on my old hoes
Sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though
[Verse 1]
Still in it for the cash, lotta niggas didn't last
They was clowns of the class, school of hard knocks, I passed
My engine beneath the glass, 20 grand for the luxury tax
'Cause I plan before I attack
Emotions had them niggas blowin' they stacks
I'm in here smokin' and pourin' some 'Yak
90 inch TV, I'm watchin' The Mack
I do my thing when it come to this rap
Underground king but do not call me that
Pimp and the Bun the original, I hope that my legacy similar
Closin' deals, not singular, plural we pickin' them digits up
Комментарии (0)
Минимальная длина комментария — 50 символов.