LA / Los Santos* versuri
Che
Versuri Che – LA / Los Santos* lyrics
Lyrics from Live Performance & Snippets
I make so much racks on my ass, huh (Woo, woo)
That lil’ [?], I’m smokin’ on some gas, ho (Boop, bang)
I roll the stupid pack, I won’t pass, nah (Nah)
Oh, I got Gucci socks, Gucci sandals (What?)
I’m out in L.A., Los Santos (Los Santos)
Yeah, I’m smokin’ dope pack, I need a candle (Swag)
I got these niggas mad, I’m that negro (Yeah, I’m that negro, baby)
What? I just smoked this doinky pack, you smoke them Z’s, ho (Yeah)
Hear my Glock go, „Bang, bang,” like I’m Chief Sosa (Woah)
I can’t fuckin’ think straight off that damn yola (Go)
Okay, I just poured up a eighth in a cream soda (Ayy)
Got molly in my pack, it got me leanin’ over
Bitch, I’m my own boss, I don’t need no chauffeur (Sheesh)
She’s got me, got diamonds all on my neck, it’s over (Beep)
We put that red dot on—
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