MIDDLE CHILD歌词
Ah
Oh-oh
Oh, yeah
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, *****, I was young and wild
Caught my first case,
Then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, *****,
I'm runnin' in your ******' house (*****!)
Ooh, 30s out (Yeah), **** you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, going round the city,
I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Damn, why you said I'm off a percy now? (Percy now)
Huh, ***** run up on me, I'ma blow him down
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V., pocket wallet
****** hate, ****** b*****s,
****** b*****s, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol,
I'm talkin' 30s now (30s now)
Hey, hey, 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now (Hey)
***** ***** always talkin',
Why the **** these ****** talkin'?
I don't know, pull up slow, sticks out,
You wanna look what you started?
Huh, yeah, catch a opp, better bounce out,
We gon' burn him down (Burn him down)
30 down, 30 rounds, sending rounds (Buck, buck, buck)
Hold up, ****** don't want no smoke
Roll up, dead ****** when I smoke
Babies, she put it all in her throat
She suck my **** while in floor of the Ghost
New bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze (Ice)
These ****** is hoes, I keep me a pole
I swear these new b*****s be doing the most
Vomit like I'm drippin' snot from my nose (Slatt)
You know I came from the mud with this (Mud)
And that ***** swim in the locust (Yeah)
I had to jugg and finesse, was just standing on corner
Was selling them drugs and s**t (Drugs)
Paying some bills, some other s**t (Uh)
Now they see me coming up and s**t (Uh)
I tell them leeches to suck a **** (Uh)
Knowing that they see me dubbin' s**t
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, *****, I was young and wild
Caught my first case,
Then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, *****,
I'm runnin' in your ******' house (*****!)
Ooh, 30s out (Yeah), **** you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, going round the city,
I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Damn, why you said I'm off a percy now? (Percy now)
Huh, ***** run up on me, I'ma blow him down
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V., pocket wallet
****** hate, ****** b*****s,
****** b*****s, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol,
I'm talkin' 30s now (30s now)
Hey, hey, 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now (Hey)