Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song April Fools, artist - Metro Boomin. Album song 19 & Boomin, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
April Fools |
| Whats the talk about |
| I don’t even fuck with you |
| Talk 'bout me? |
| I don’t notice you |
| It’s Metro Boomin on the beat, *trails off* |
| What’s the talk about |
| Boy you know I don’t fuck with you, (fuck 'em) |
| What’s the talk about |
| You know I got my gun, I’ll shoot |
| What’s the talk about |
| Nigga, fuck what you gon' do, (fuck 'em) |
| What’s the talk about |
| Nigga, let your shooters shoot, (turn up) |
| Boy, I know I don’t fuck with you, (fuck 'em) |
| I knew that it was something to you, (aye) |
| You ain’t a shooter, April fools, (turn up) |
| Stop trying boy, I’ll make a move |
| You ain’t a shooter, April fools |
| Stop trying boy, I’ll aim and shoot |
| I’m loading 'till I make the news |
| These drugs, they |
| What’s the talk about, nigga, fuck what you gon' do |
| Wh — what’s the talk about, you know I keep my pistol too |
| I fuck bitches by the dozen, cause of their attitude |
| And get money by the hour, show no gratitude |
| What’s the talk about, nigga, I love bitches too |
| I make bitches fuck each other, |
| Ain’t no «talk it out,» nigga, we could rather shoot |
| Sneak dissing, boy, get your ass turned to soup |
| What’s the talk about |
| Boy you know I don’t fuck with you, (fuck 'em) |
| What’s the talk about |
| You know I got my gun, I’ll shoot |
| What’s the talk about |
| Nigga, fuck what you gon' do, (fuck 'em) |
| What’s the talk about |
| Nigga, let your shooters shoot, (turn up) |
| Boy, I know I don’t fuck with you, (fuck 'em) |
| I knew that it was something to you, (aye) |
| You ain’t a shooter, April fools, (turn up) |
| Stop trying boy, I’ll make a move |
| Trap, trap, trap, trap, taking risks and profiting |
| Spray your block like, boom, boom, boom, boom, look at what that choppa did |
| Shorty told me I ain’t shit, I took it as a compliment |
| You so busy pocket watching, all you got is pocket lint |
| Hard to follow, slow dimension |
| All I want is dope for Christmas |
| Jonesy, you a trap God, I should have my own religion |
| Made myself a boss, then I gave myself a raise |
| She asked me for some money, all I gave her was some game, (yikes!) |
| What’s the talk about if money ain’t the conversation? |
| I ain’t got to say a word to make a fashion statement |
| You’d be the realest nigga standing if I took a seat |
| My shooters like the NBA, they got a quick release |
| Whip it in a pan |
| It’s jumping back 10 |
| Caught up in that rush, I would call it Jackie Chan |
| Y’all niggas ain’t no killers, y’all niggas some hoes |
| Real niggas ride or die together, dig us a hole, (yeah) |
| What’s the talk about it’s family first, we not related |
| Them people’s asking you some questions, you cooperated |
| What’s the talk about, you never spoke when I was broke |
| I got so many |
| They giving me plenty |
| I know that they want it |
| And I got it all! |
| What’s the talk about |
| Boy you know I don’t fuck with you, (fuck 'em) |
| What’s the talk about |
| You know I got my gun, I’ll shoot |
| What’s the talk about |
| Nigga, fuck what you gon' do, (fuck 'em) |
| What’s the talk about |
| Nigga, let your shooters shoot, (turn up) |
| Boy, I know I don’t fuck with you, (fuck 'em) |
| I knew that it was something to you, (aye) |
| You ain’t a shooter, April fools, (turn up) |
| Stop trying boy, I’ll make a move |