Convertible Burt (From Road To Fast 9 Mixtape) (Explicit) Tory Lanez&Kevin Gates [MP3/LRC] 下载
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Convertible Burt (From Road To Fast 9 Mixtape) (Explicit) - Tory Lanez&Kevin Gates
Lyrics by：Daystar Peterson&Marcellus Kevin Gates&Chaz Jackson&Orlando Williamson&Aidan Cullen&Basil Von Steitencron
Tory Lanez：
Hop in that b***h and I go
I cannot stress this b***h no more
Fifty racks came outside from the mall
Still come kick down your door
I don't got no time for no f**k s**t
All in the packet little baby gon' bust it
All of my hunnids they printed out blue
And they knew and I knew it as soon as I touch it
Bad joint hop out the whip
Let a n***a up it I'ma up out the stick
Say you finna catch me in traffic
But little n***a in the backseat shoot an opp out the whip
I ain't finna f**k s**t nah nah hop in that Scat and that's that
I made her put a whole ten in her bag
Used to talk real crazy to a n***a
But I made her put it back in her track
703 put the dice back down to the ground
But you know a n***a bettin' on me
Broke boy he ain't got nothin' on me
I hop out the whip I'm stuntin' on three
N***as on d**k and they hoverin'
I'm poppin' so hard that b***h let my brother hit
Tropical water on me like I'm Fiji
I used to set that s**t up on a PG
I know the scammers the trappers the killers
Tryna cop baby Pampers and some pillows
I'm with the Ace smokin' gorilla
You see my jacket this s**t chinchilla
I just got back on road now I'm iced up
Like I just got fifty outta DR
Sendin' you f**k boys to the ER
They say nobody poppin' b***h well we are
B***h I might land in the strip in Miami
My b***h is gon' f**k me and never gon' dump me
Right out the dealer I'm sendin' these pictures
Girl and I know that they never gon' touch me
B***h is go-happy go-lucky
All of my n***as they don't care stand with no ducky
All of my rap friends don't y'all come around shinin' that ice
My man might buck it
Now that I'm all independent I'm out of my label
I promise I play about nothin'
Ain't got no label restrictions or politics n***as
They talk and they play I'ma bust it ayy
Like how I jugg and I stick it though
I got that green on my body like Piccolo
She wanna f**k with a gigolo
I'm hittin' these ho 'bout to deuce like Bigalow ayy
Granted I came out the dirt
Doin' Aventadors slam it I came out I skrrt
N***a don't play on my turf
Play with this choppa I bet this s**t rain on your Earth
You want a wifey you said that you'll give her your worth
I hit that s**t it was dirt
Then I slid off in a flirt
Felt like Convertible Burt ayy ayy
Kevin Gates：
Air Force 1s NFL trainin'
In the game with an NFL trainer
Movin' pale tracker on a trailblazer
Caught a sale what a major bill changer
I'm in the lead in a league of my own
Supplyin' the peace get a piece of me gone
I'm in the streets and they ringin' my phone
Surprisin' to me I can't leave it alone
I'm in a sports car
Roll down the window and then I advance in a sports bra
Don't tell me you love her
Permanent stain in the streets I got love thoughts
I get a hand full of mushrooms I take some to recharge
Iced out leave the clip in the stainless
Lifestyle of the rich and the famous
Close quarters in the whip with a gangster
Pipe down up in here 'fore I spank you
Pull up corner round the bend
I walk down never slid yeah
I got power no pretend yeah
Only cowards like to spend yeah
Barbershop we for real yeah
Grip the clippers split a wig yeah
Caught a clip you're in a wheelchair
We gon' to war in this time
Put it on party time
Turnin' your party down
And I'ma walk 'em round
Know I'm a God now