| Yeah, I got codeine swimming inside me
|
| 20 milligram pill shaped like a diamond, yeah
|
| And she told me that I’m lying 'cause she can tell by the way a nigga smiling,
|
| yeah
|
| Had a famous ho in this sports car, dunno if she from Geordie Shore or Love
|
| Island (No clue)
|
| She told me that «You gotta slow down babe, you don’t wanna get caught drunk
|
| driving», yeah
|
| I heard they’re loadin' up waps and they wanna get rid of me (Yeah,
|
| they wanna get rid of me)
|
| I saw a burner and coke 'fore I lost my virginity ('Fore I lost my virginity)
|
| Mummy keep tellin' me «Them pills you’re taking, they’re killing me»
|
| I still check the sofa for needles, the bando is still in me (Mm, mm)
|
| Hammer time, we a pull up on a bike
|
| Two days ago, count a hundred thou and I can put it on my line
|
| Knock-knock on the door, you can get what you want, no cellular site,
|
| we sellin' on sight
|
| I saw his girl at my show, she was snapping and she had the time of her life
|
| I call them stretch marks designer and I do appreciate some cellulite
|
| Lambo truck, hella packs when I’m there
|
| Crush up a pill full of black when I’m scared
|
| Rolex or the brand new dial, that’s rare
|
| The doctor doing tests on my body, I’m scared
|
| I’m mixing the Xans with the red
|
| Fainted on stage, was you there?
|
| Call up my doctor, he scared
|
| Mumma, she worried to death
|
| Three thou' for the hospital bed 'cause my body’s been fightin' for rest
|
| They’re seeing the lean in my lungs and they’re flushing my body with meds
|
| Hammer time, we a pull up on a bike
|
| Two days ago, count a hundred thou and I can put it on my line
|
| Knock-knock on the door, you can get what you want, no cellular site,
|
| we sellin' on sight
|
| I saw his girl at my show, she was snapping and she had the time of her life
|
| I call them stretch marks designer and I do appreciate some cellulite
|
| 200,000 on diamonds, I know you wish I was lying, yeah
|
| Mental asylum, rehab, no guidance, yeah
|
| I ain’t never going broke, I ain’t buying no bag, bought the youngin a wap
|
| He keep on pouring champagne on his Rolex, babe, I spent that on my tag
|
| I cannot deny that a nigga need drugs, heart broke gang, nigga really,
|
| really need love
|
| I cannot deny that a nigga still a thug, I was 18 with a .38 snub
|
| I gave my neighbour a light, a neighbour a dark, said «Don't tell my mum»
|
| On the coach, 3 hours to cunch, my mother found out when they raided my drum
|
| Hammer time, we a pull up on a bike
|
| Two days ago, count a hundred thou and I can put it on my line
|
| Knock-knock on the door, you can get what you want, no cellular site,
|
| we sellin' on sight
|
| I saw his girl at my show, she was snapping and she had the time of her life
|
| I call them stretch marks designer and I do appreciate some cellulite |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Cellular Site , by - D-Block Europe. Song from the album Street Trauma, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп