Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Medusa , by - SlayterRelease date: 13.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Medusa |
| Brother, what’s wrong with you? |
| Whenever someone offers you money you take it! |
| I fuck in the Versace |
| Medusa on Ferragamo sheets (designer!) |
| Got a couple down bitches |
| Trying to be down for me |
| She said her pussy wet |
| «You should come and drown in me.» |
| But I just need her to take some pounds out of town for me |
| I don’t know what you heard about me |
| But I can upgrade u like Wayne in Drought 3 |
| I’m sipping on that lean |
| It got me drowsy |
| I don’t know where shorty would be without me |
| Ain’t wanna go against me |
| I done raw’d some bitches you be seeing on TV |
| I know 'bout some rapping niggas |
| You be jamming they CD |
| All my bitches out the country |
| My last girl was Vietnamese (pho) |
| Cause I’m a motherfukcing P.I.M.P |
| Double cups up |
| Rest in peace Pimp C |
| Got me on my wave |
| Free that nigga Max B |
| Young nigga ruthless |
| Rest in peace Eazy-E |
| Yeah… 6 PM in Harlem shit man |
| From Houston |
| Where we paid our dues and never the taxes |
| V Don, close the door |
| Let no more fucking smoke out man |
| Y’all know target practice my favorite game, yea |
| And I don’t even aim, nah |
| I just spray-and-shoot |
| At whoever think they bulletproof |
| I’m a clone-killer |
| These days nobody different |
| And the chrome ain’t come with it |
| That’s 20G's on tire spinning |
| I really got ho’s that dissed me a year ago |
| Sliding on Instagram like they my fans |
| Baby just know that DM you sent me |
| Translated to «Come get a piece of these yams» |
| Conflict after conflict |
| When you on lists with your idols dawg |
| Percocets on my mama’s dresser |
| I flipped them hoes out the bathroom stall |
| A lot of things I can’t piece together |
| A lot of women want to be together |
| A lot of critics want to wreck my effort |
| But I understand the frustration of failures |
| Don’t trip on spending cash |
| Reset yourself like VHS |
| Fast forward to my final breath |
| And I’m buried in Medusa heads |
| I’m gone |