Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Explosions, artist - Chanel West Coast. Album song Now You Know, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: bornrich
Song language: English
Explosions |
It was me on that road |
But you couldn’t see me |
Too many lights out, but nowhere near here |
It was me on that road |
Still you couldn’t see me |
And then flashlights |
And explosions |
And explosions |
Am I keen to pain the rain same color as the nails I got today |
Channel bag 'cause it cost |
So swag, stay the course and f*ck the pain |
All that, lack three strikes, pull strings like three kites |
You pussy like three dykes, stay up for three nights |
I’m taking off, G soft gliding, you soft |
I see you hot then future bright, he ain’t stopped it |
You break a lot, why, I be grinding and I’m on that, fantastic good |
Drive slow but rode past your team, get dough and manufacture green |
Smoke dro like a past this teen, now ride low even though stakes is high |
Get dough, try to kick it to the sky and I go, boy, I ain’t got one |
Six weeks, six beats and you will see one |
You will see one, you will see one, you will see one |
Explosions |
And explosions |
Cool parties, large stakes, new Rarries, large gates |
You probably hate me, just wait, that booth good woke up and ate a crate |
Yeah, man, I’m doing it, love is sick like a |
Bitch, you just new to this, I’ve been pursuing this |
Get a grip, get a whole bag, rich skills, bitch, you a tramp |
My bills pay your stack, damn, girl, you just so whack |
F*ck around for her purse, damn, a couple more for her birthday |
That’s dead, call the hearse, man, you just too thirsty |
Explosions |
And explosions |
Holding up, I’m swaging, mad black, G wagging |
We hot like dragon, them not, they lacking |
All night, no napping, kicking dirt but no wrecking |
Feeling us like they grabbing, on point like we serving |
I’ve been on game since the first grade, I learned a lot like a first day |
Nip a Jack, never thirsty, I wear 'em out like Jersey |
Some love me, some hate me, at least it ain’t no maybe |
I’m from the west, Kim’s baby, Cali girl like Kates |
Explosions |
And explosions |