Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song DSFM , by - Oncue. Song from the album Leftovers 2.1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Allofus
Song language: English
DSFM |
| She said, «Quit with the cigarettes.» |
| I said, «Please.» |
| I’m popping on the internet |
| Did you get the memo? |
| Don’t disrespect |
| I ain’t your man baby, we gon' split the check |
| You just let me smash, you ain’t gimme neck |
| Don’t you got cash? |
| What do you expect? |
| You work at a law firm, uptown |
| And you acting like you don’t give a fuck now |
| You a hypocrite, what now? |
| And you wonder why, wonder why I’m emotionally shut down |
| Yeah, you only fucking with me, huh, cause you know I’m gonna pop off |
| And the only way you get your rocks off |
| Is fucking a rock star |
| Yeah I got trust issues |
| You wonder why I can’t fuck with you |
| Why I’m not so in love with you |
| Girl, go figure |
| Yeah, had the love of my life and somehow even that didn’t take flight |
| My mom says I want too much from this world, too much too much and I think |
| she’s right |
| Her boy in his mid-twenties |
| With a lil' money |
| Nah for real, I only need a lil' money |
| Find it a lil' funny that you actin' a lil' funny |
| With a straight face on |
| Straight up make up all caked on |
| Wait up, a K cup won’t take long |
| But odds are by then you’ll be gone |
| So, so bye-bye, so bye-bye, so bye-bye |
| I got ass way before rap |
| Just icing on the cake |
| You that’s a fact |
| Girl I just got icing for that cake |
| I guess I’m not the one you want |
| I guess I’m not the one you need |
| I know I’m not the one you want |
| I know I’m not |
| Because I just wanna drink and smoke and make a lotta fuckin' money |
| Wanna drink and smoke and make a lotta fuckin' money |
| Wanna drink and smoke and fuckin' make a lotta fuckin' money |
| I know it’s so shallow, but I ain’t into acting funny |
| No no, no no |
| Oh, took over to taco bell |
| 'Magine how my driver felt |
| Spend money that I don’t have all the time |
| Like how the fuck I’m not gon' sell |
| Come along, I’ll let you splurge |
| You can get yourself a nacho shell |
| I don’t pop the pills but I got the tills and tell the world |
| Girl this your song |
| You always want me to write you on, didn’t you |
| Even now I told you ‘bout a million times |
| I’mma retell you what I’m meant to do |
| While you spend weekends in a shitty ass club with your girlfriends drinking on |
| Pinnacle |
| I’mma be workin' real late in the studio |
| Making history, that’s what I’m finna do |
| I don’t use fin' that much |
| But I meant that much when I said it |
| All ya’ll talkin' that sideways shit… |
| Well, you might as well dead it |
| I don’t know what I’m thinking |
| Sittin' here in the Lincoln |
| Drinkin' in the Lincoln |
| Brenton ridin' shotty got the whole car stinkin' |
| Might as well do this once |
| While we’re still young |
| So we could still have an excuse for being so dumb, see |