Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paint Thinner, artist - Joey Purp. Album song QUARTERTHING, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Paint Thinner |
Big body Caddy, lane-switching |
Sipping oil, smelling like I’m paint thinner |
12 tryna build a case with ya |
Niggas telling, they ain’t gotta chase niggas |
Things change ‘round shiny things |
Make it hard to even face niggas |
Pray the Lord put a blessin' on me |
Pray my son not a fake nigga |
Pray his daddy not a dope dealer |
Read the signs, know the ropes, nigga |
Front the jays if you running plays |
I ain’t never scared of no nigga |
I ain’t goin' back to broke, nigga |
Really could’ve been a door-kicker |
Pray whatever, if it stay together |
We could whip it up and make the dope thicker |
Ayy, switch up the style, switch up the style |
I got it running for miles, ayy |
I got the sauce, I got the style |
I’ve been tripping for a while, ayy |
I need a jeweler, a trip to Bermuda |
A bitch gon' be giving medulla, ayy |
I had that fish in the cooler, ayy |
Cash out then they in collusion, ayy |
Care for that bitch ‘cause she boujee, ayy |
Care for that bitch ‘cause she boujee (Woo!) |
Careful that bitch ‘cause she’s thirsty, ayy |
And skrrt in her mouth, it’s polluted (Woo!) |
Young and I’m rich and I’m ruthless (Woo!) |
Whippin' the coupe with the ruler, ayy |
Whippin' the coupe with no roof, ayy |
I had the vision to do it |
Big body Caddy, lane-switching |
Sipping oil, smellin' like I’m paint thinner |
12 tryna build a case wit' ya |
Niggas telling, they ain’t gotta chase niggas |
Things change ‘round shiny things |
Make it hard to even face niggas |
Pray the Lord put a blessin' on me |
Pray my son not a fake nigga |
Pray his daddy not a dope dealer |
Read the signs, know the ropes, nigga |
Front the jays if you running plays |
I ain’t never scared of no nigga |
I ain’t goin' back to broke, nigga |
Really could’ve been a door-kicker |
Pray whatever, if it stay together |
We could whip it up and make the dope thicker |
Ayy, I got a bitch, she a nudist (She with it) |
I got me fixing my jewelry |
I need a brick and a pension (That brick in it) |
I hit that bitch in my Guccis (Fuck it up) |
Fuckin' a fuck about friendship (Fuck it up) |
I got that fish that we casting, ayy |
I’m the same nigga from the Chi, ugh (Yeah) |
Same nigga from the Chi |
Know a lotta lame niggas switch sides, ugh |
Different colors on the ride |
Like a nigga paint a picture with a pot (Woo!) |
Whole thing on the way (Yeah) |
Quarterthing on the block (Woo!) |
Ugh, I’ma pop a molly, keep me activated |
Smoking California, keep me medicated |
Find a plug on the activator |
Ran it to him, never hesitated |
Pop a 30 milligram percolator |
Pussy good, might see you later |
Rolling kush good, might see you later |
All these niggas is impersonators |
I’ma be a stuntman forever |
Big body Caddy, lane-switching |
Sipping oil, smelling like I’m paint thinner |
12 tryna build a case with ya |
Niggas telling, they ain’t gotta chase niggas |
Things change ‘round shiny things |
Make it hard to even face niggas |
Pray the Lord put a blessin' on me |
Pray my son not a fake nigga |
Pray his daddy not a dope dealer |
Read the signs, know the ropes, nigga |
Front the jays if you running plays |
I ain’t never scared of no nigga |
I ain’t goin' back to broke, nigga |
Really could’ve been a door-kicker |
Pray whatever, if it stay together |
We could whip it up and make the— |