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Дата выпуска: 03.10.2019
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Язык песни: Английский
Monopoly |
I need my pockets Monopoly |
FRAN¢ |
Banks Beats |
Hey, hey, hey |
I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
Question mark, Ima keep them niggas guessin' |
Run it up, had to learn from many lessons |
Wildboy caked up, pockets like the baker |
Block on my waist, and its heavy like the anchor |
I’m the youngest holding' it down on the Southside |
Tinted windows all black when a nigga slide |
Free Baby D, boy my Brodie was down to ride |
I know who I’m calling when its that drama time |
Wildboy from the dirt, soccer cleat |
I put in the work, acknowledge me |
I’m way at the top, no stopping me |
I stay with the gang, no pop in me |
I’m in my own bracket, boy you can not fuck with me |
Gold chain on like Mr. T |
Walk with a limp, it’s some pimp in me |
I stay one up, ain’t no pimpin' me |
Ima grind 'til the death, to the end of me |
I’m wishing death on all my enemies |
Wildboy got the bars of the century |
I stay in the field, you ain’t benching me |
I stay with the gang, you ain’t dissin' me |
These niggas cannot get an inch on me |
And no I’m not trusting no frenemies |
These niggas ain’t who they pretend to be |
You hear that «Woah, Woah» yeah that’s Wildboy |
You might as well throw in that towel boy |
Ridin' in a horse where I feel like a Cowboy |
You burnt out boy, you smoke on Black & Milds boy |
Running laps around these niggas like miles boy |
Bro got that loud, and you got that mild boy |
Can’t check me so these niggas gon' foul boy |
Flexing on 'em, they gon' hate when I smile boy |
I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
This ain’t a game, I ain’t playing Monopoly |
But when I play yeah you know I’m the doggie piece |
Came from the bottom, now bitches be toppin' me |
Knew from the Offset, I needed a Cardi B |
And you can find me wherever the party be |
Wildboy with daughters, and I’m in they mommy cheeks |
Yeah, and I really got property |
Niggas was mocking me, now they want shouts from me |
Nah, nigga you doubted me |
You was from down the street |
Diamonds so cloudy B |
Fuck from around of me |
How does it sound to me? |
Say you got courage but your dog’s so cowardly |
And I get paid by the hour B |
Not at my job but for posting to I&G |
Why is you trying me? Don’t learn the hard way |
Boy I got a hotel in Park Place |
Ha, all up in y’all face |
Nah, fuck what y’all say |
Yeah I know B’s like 'Yonce |
And I’m big news like the front page |
My niggas with the gunplay |
Act like Broadway, shot in broad day |
From far far far far away |
No craps, hit you the hard way |
Even when it’s Free Parking |
200 racks when we park it |
And you know we won’t tell |
Before we snitch «Go directly to jail!» |
You can go directly to hell |
And we expected to sell |
Young niggas living so well |
Neck so icy lookin' like hail |
I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
I done came up, it’s a prophecy |
Way at the top, ain’t no way that you stopping me |
Stack it up, I need my pockets Monopoly |
Bout the green, no I ain’t talking' bout broccoli |
If you gon' copy me, copy me properly |
You gon' run me a bag if you land on my property |
See you lookin' ass niggas, why you always stalkin' me |
I’m rolling the dice like I’m playing Monopoly |
Frankie Baby |
FRAN¢ |
It’s 3Oh, you know I’m rockin' with my dog |
Frankie Baby Baby Baby |
It’s Free Agent season, I don’t know where a nigga going |
I might announce it tonight, you hear me? |