Huh - G Herbo

Verde, sta pe fata si imi cere Sunt prea high sa mai ascult vreo parere Sprite-u cu codeina Migrene Roll a spliff Adu si o bere Astia s-au tripat Stau doar dupa clout Nu praf jucarii Ca mie nu mi plac prostii Calc pe un cadavru Asta nseamna s-am un win 30j de min 20j de mili Altfel nu vorbim Bow bow bow bow bow bow vrem sa auziim Nu il las pe sh Pana nu il vad fugind Verde, sta pe fata si imi cere Sunt prea high sa mai ascult vreo parere Sprite-u cu codeina Migrene Roll a spliff Adu si o bere Cinci mii pe ghiozdan Patru pe niste curele S-a uitat la mine-n ochi Si mi a zis ca vede stele Verde, sta pe fata si imi cere Sunt prea high sa mai ascult vreo parere Sprite-u cu codeina Migrene Roll a spliff Adu si o bere Verde, sta pe fata si imi cere Sunt prea high sa mai ascult vreo parere Sprite-u cu codeina Migrene Roll a spliff Asu si o bere Fac un spliff am contu plin In curea am mult prea fin Se joaca n ar trebui Chiar n ai cu cine vorbi? Imi arata arte Fumez doua grame si dupa ma duc pe marte Patru zanny bag Sunt la putere Sunt prea high sa mai ascult de probleme Aud nino nino si ne caram vere Sunt sarpe cu el Vad ca si o cere Curea cu pietre Curea bb Roll that blunt and flick that blicky N-o mixez Nu-mi place stiky Ma lasa rece Da dupa imi revin Cinci dimineata Intru peste tine 15 joule i 20j de bile O face bine C-o face ca mine Pit stop in patru Nu ma pot abtine

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Hello, what's up, I'm in the studio. No, hell no, no, no I don't got nothing, I'm a call you back, I'm a call you back man, I'm a call you back when I leave the studio She want shopping sprees Oh, she want designer jeans Oh, she want a wedding ring Oh, she bringing anything She can get me anything She want control of me Oh, she want a hold on me Oh, she want my soul from me She tryna fuck my mind but I don't have no time She a scorpio Oh, she like that devil though Oh, but I can't let her go She used to be my homie though Now act like she don't know me though And when I met her it was regular, just sex with her I'm doing shows but I'm still calling and still texting her She fuck with me cause I stay real, no I don't flex to her In states with different hoes but she couldn't tell when I laid next to her But minus that she fuck with Dex, he got that check put up He used to trap and cop them grams from a connect with her A lil down bitch, he think she a rider But she think he a provider He [?] the designer Really only fuck with dope boys, couple athletes in the lineup Let her have the keys if you drive something She don't let him fuck if he ain't buy her nothing I'm MOB and I let God be my witness Feds she told everything, don't let 'em know your business These bitches She want shopping sprees Oh, she want designer jeans Oh, she want a wedding ring Oh, she bringing anything She can get me anything She want control of me Oh, she want a hold on me Oh, she want my soul from me She tryna fuck my mind but I don't have no time Say she ain't never going back to not having shit She say she ain't gave a nigga her heart who ain't damage it She say she can't stand niggas, she say we so scandalous She say she can't fall in love, her heart like a mannequin This bitch just a sack chaser, she got me panicking Might let a nigga air me out, money all she care about She just want a new car, she want a new bag She don't fuck with last season, she want that new swag She almost fooled me, I gave myself a news flash Dex put her on Balmain and even buy his ass a du-rag When that paper dried, that's when she moved back These bitches ain't shit dog, I already knew that She want jewelry, clothes, and bankrolls, and bank hoes She just want control in your mind, in your soul In your time, stop your grind, no more shine, no more hoes That's a double wrong, what you focused on? She want shopping sprees Oh, she want designer jeans Oh, she want a wedding ring Oh, she bringing anything She can get me anything She want control of me Oh, she want a hold on me Oh, she want my soul from me She tryna fuck my mind but I don't have no time