Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Face Mask , by - Soldier Kidd. Release date: 27.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Face Mask |
| When they talk about and they talk about Palm Beach and what else… |
| They can’t even be seein' that shit that I be seein', niggas soldiers. |
| I already know people that talkin' |
| Ferno you spazzin' |
| Triple X, Triple X shit (Yo… you got homie on this shit?) |
| She say that she comin' my way |
| I’m hitting his bitch sideways |
| She say my diamonds Frosted Flakes (Yeah) |
| He know I’ll pop out with that K (Yeah) |
| Told her that I want a face mask |
| How you want the bitches? |
| I say: «bad» |
| How I got my glizzy? |
| In class |
| I don’t chase these bitches |
| I chase bags |
| She say: «what you burnin'?» |
| Rico pack |
| I got my turban 'cause I never cap |
| They drinkin' that bourbon |
| I’m sippin' on 'gnac |
| Don’t play with the soldiers |
| 'Cause they with the yak |
| Can you come over? |
| I’m tellin' her: «yeah» |
| I hate bein' sober |
| I’m smokin' on gas |
| I turn up the motor |
| I’m giving them gas |
| It ain’t no nigga that I didn’t pass |
| They hatin' this nigga 'cause he on they ass |
| Hol' up |
| Pour up |
| He wanna run, he don’t know us |
| He want to blow up, then blow up |
| That nigga he tore the whole floor up |
| He say that he with it, come show us |
| Bitch, don’t play with us, you know us |
| They run the city and go up |
| She say that she’s comin' my way |
| I’m hitting his bitch sideways |
| She say my diamond Frosted Flakes (Yeah) |
| He know I’ll pop out with a K (Yeah) |
| I told her that I want a face mask |
| How you want them bitches |
| I say «bad» |
| How I got my glizzy? |
| In class |
| I don’t chase these bitches |
| I chase bags |
| You know that I chase |
| He riding them bitches, off season |
| He don’t get no money, he need it |
| I pull out my chain, freezing |
| She givin' me brain, teaching |
| He still the same, leeching |
| He’ll lose his brain for reachin' |
| They know that I bang, beamin' |
| What’s up with these niggas? |
| They actin' like ho’s |
| Got somethin' for niggas |
| I came with that pole |
| Don’t know 'bout them niggas |
| But they kicked the door |
| I only get bigger |
| My pockets get swole |
| Don’t know what the figure |
| 'Cause figures for ho’s |
| Don’t know what to get her |
| I hit her some mo' |
| We pull them triggers |
| And they never know |
| They know I’m top shotta for all of my bro’s |
| She say that she comin' my way |
| I’m hitting his bitch sideways |
| She say my diamonds Frosted Flakes (Yeah) |
| He know I’ll pop out with a K (Yeah) |
| I told her that I want a face mask |
| How you want them bitches? |
| I say: «bad» |
| How I got my glizzy? |
| In class |
| I don’t chase these bitches |
| I chase bags |