Texty:
Banda Ms

Can we leave her? Yeah! Can we leave her? Yeah! Can we leave her? Yeah! I'm throwin' nuggets out the fellow, I push to carmello Yellow on yellow flooded the band

vengo haciendo. Marca en el da, busco la salida, toma lo que quieras, ms no la que es ma, todo es parte, la brosa, familia, aunque no comprendas as son ms

, word to ride, nigga, yeah Aiyyo, we four or five niggaz with furs on Up top gated up, big tables got the reserves on Blowin' on saxophones, the band

the block yellin', "two for five's" wit rocks in my hand Keep the money rolled in rubber bands, accordin' to plans Dirty pots in the kitchen nigga shoppin' in grands While Ms

it Scarface bitch Cocaine by the pie Got them hoes, snifin' like dem hoes About to hold up Scarface bitch Cocaine by the pie Got them hoes, snifin' like dem hoes About to cry Ms

I've been hittin? girls back since, "Cooley High" Groovy right, whatch'all girls doin? tonight? Bumble bee let's hum right on this flight Hum on a flight? Nigga you 'fraid of heights Ms

, I just heard better Up the ante on the game and apply the pressure Understand I was a fan Before I was a member of your favorite rap band Understand

your girl right 'fore I dick her Down Waka Flocka Flame (Flocka!) I got racks on top of racks (Uh!), stacks on top of stacks (Uh!) Bands on top of bands

I was listening to Rush and trying to feather my hair back When all that stuff went down I'm not the one who's in a high school hardcore band I sat in my room scoring with Ms