Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sos Pwa, artist - Supreme Patty.
Date of issue: 10.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sos Pwa |
Gunnin' down the lane, hundred racks in my Gucci store |
Gunnin' down the lane, hundred racks in my Gucci store |
Too much coke, I’ve been servin' too much coke |
Too much dope, I’ve been servin' too much dope |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Too much coke, I’ve been servin' too much coke |
Too much dope, I’ve been servin' too much dope |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
We down the brick and I smoke out the pound |
Whippin' that white and I’m singin' that brown |
Jump in the Benz and I’m makin' my rounds |
Tank on my wrists when I shoot through the town |
If you can’t swim, then I bet you would drown |
Bag a bad bitch then I’m takin' it down |
Got girls goin', I’m takin' a crown |
When I come through, man, I’m shuttin' it down |
they ain’t makin' a sound |
sound |
Stack up my feet when I step on the ground |
Move with a grip, man, I’m standin' my ground |
Team full of G’s, I don’t fuck with no clowns |
with the pounds |
Kick down his door, get hit with surrounds |
Fuck it, I’m snappin', my |
Too much sauce, I’ve been drippin' too much sauce |
Too much sauce, I’ve been drippin' too much sauce |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Gunnin' down the lane, hundred racks in my Gucci store |
Gunnin' down the lane, hundred racks in my Gucci store |
Too much coke, I’ve been servin' too much coke |
Too much dope, I’ve been servin' too much dope |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Too much coke, I’ve been servin' too much coke |
Too much dope, I’ve been servin' too much dope |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Flippin' the brick and I whip it some more |
24 hoes and they all on go |
Poppin' a xan and they keep me afloat |
I whip out my dick and she like, «Woah, woah», yeah, gang |
All these drugs got me goin' insane, hold up, what |
on my name |
Came up from nothin', now I’m chillin' out in LA |
Bad bitches all around me goin' silly |
Servin' pressure, yeah, you know we servin' all day |
Makin' moves, bitch, I had to learn the hard way |
Went from wearin' Levi’s, now I’m wearing Balmains |
Haters hatin' on me, lookin' at me sideways |
They just mad they won’t ever be in my place |
Nut that hoe, then I skrt off in that i8 |
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah |
Fuckin' my bitch, then I’m fuckin' her friends |
She suckin' my dick while I’m countin' these bands |
I don’t do 9's, all my bitches is 10's |
I carry a 9, I ain’t trustin' no friends |
Haters wanna see a nigga locked in a can |
Always got niggas, I stuck to the plan |
Hunnid' K, that’s ten rubber bands |
On my life, whippin' that butter can |
Got girls goin', on demand |
Too much sauce, I’ve been drippin' too much sauce |
Too much sauce, I’ve been drippin' too much sauce |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Either you got it or you don’t, you got it or you don’t |
Gunnin' down the lane, hundred racks in my Gucci store |
Gunnin' down the lane, hundred racks in my Gucci store |