GTA
کاور آهنگ GTA از Future, Metro Boomin

GTA

WE DON'T TRUST YOU۱۴۰۳۳:۵۳

متن موزیک

307, two-door coupe

GTA, I got shooters

Turtle shell top, bulletproof

Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too

Balenciaga and them sticks included

Crash out, crash out, crash

Crash out, crash out, crash

Send a nigga straight up to God

Hold it two hands, it's a carbon (hold it two hands)

Either you trapping or robbing (either you trapping)

Why waste your time if you 'flauging? (Why waste your time?)

Stacking it, uh, racking it, uh, always up to Jupiter (Jupiter)

Flip it, uh, flip it, flip it, cool

Serving junkies, I was still in school

Zone 3, Zone 6 niggas never play fair, they gon' slime you out

Once you join a gang, it ain't no way you get out

They just jacked the car, they need 'em something to spin out

Laying inside the bushes tryna get my rent up

Came up on a bird and ever since, I've been up

Re-up on the first and third, stashing cash in shoe boxes

Go wash your hands, you got 'em dirty, you gon' need a new Glock

Drinking on syrup, work, splurge

Adderall, Perc', Xan', X

P90 Ruger, fully loaded TEC

Ho confused, she just too obsessed

Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too

Balenciaga and them sticks included

Crash out, crash out, crash

Crash out, crash out, crash

Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too

Balenciaga and them sticks included

Crash out, crash out, crash

Crash out, crash out, crash

Hemi, Trackhawk, Scat Pack, dash

458 Ferrari, driving it fast

Trapping is a hobby, you ain't gotta ask

Turned her to a Barbie, spoiling her like a brat

Punch sodas, woo, pour my Tus' for me, baby

Putting the motor in the truck, then I go crazy

Loaded up on new ice, yeah, load up on new car

Working it out of the 'partments, nigga, trapping, serving hard

Young niggas camping outside, sleeping in your yard

Copping a bigger house, forty car garage

See what hustling get you when you going against the odd?

No capping, I'm taxing, wrapping up a bale

What kind of ice, that's a chandelier

My earrings lying to me when I look in the mirror

Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too

Balenciaga and them sticks included

Crash out, crash out, crash

Crash out, crash out, crash

Whatever I'm with, my bitch with it too

Balenciaga and them sticks included

Crash out, crash out, crash

Crash out, crash out, crash

Send a nigga straight up to God

Hold it two hands, it's a carbon

Either you trapping or robbing

Why waste your time if you 'flauging?

307, two-door coupe

GTA, I got shooters