Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song STAIN, artist - SosMula. Date of issue: 19.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
STAIN |
| Ooh, beep, beep |
| Frr, beep, frr, beep |
| Frr, frr (Yung Germ), frr, ah |
| We don’t bitch-talk, nigga (No-no), we don’t snitch-talk, nigga (No-no) |
| We don’t switch-walk, nigga (Fuck outta here), got my sig-saw, nigga |
| (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) |
| I’m a jigsaw, nigga (Sleezy, Sleezy) |
| Want your AP watch, nigga, take your wrists off, nigga (Gimme that, gimme that) |
| Who the fuck you niggas barkin' at? |
| A big dog, nigga (Fuck outta here) |
| Got my forty on me, I don’t need a body guard, nigga |
| (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) |
| You gon' need a bodyguard for your body guard, nigga (Boom boom boom boom, damn, |
| son, where’d you find this?) |
| I’ma body y’all, send your body to the graveyard, nigga (Fuck outta here) |
| Family cryin' out, they gon' pour liquor |
| Get you ready for the morticians (Sleezy, Sleezy) |
| Shoot your block up nigga, on a four-wheeler, ah (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) |
| Since a youngin, been a fucking door kicker, ah (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy) |
| They gon' throw the towel, put the fork in it, ah (Fuck outta here) |
| Got my forty-cal on my Porsche drifter, ah (Boom boom) |
| Shorty wild, put it all in her, ah (Trapaholics, real trap shit) |
| Bitch, I’m ballin', ballin' like a sports center, ah (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) |
| New chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that, gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that, gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy) |
| Helicopters, I hear the coppers |
| Sittin' there and just debatin' 'bout who’ll get shot first |
| They’re probably gonna get you shot first |
| You’ll call the doctors |
| they’ll turn your ass to fuckin' mincemeat |
| The last was this entire magazine clip |
| Look what I had to do, he said my family gonna miss me |
| Boy, you can’t because my finger’s getting itchy |
| Watch how you talk, give a fuck how you feel, man |
| Might have to kill man, act like a opp |
| We put on a milk can, drop with the Glock |
| Ain’t no way you could still stand, thought you was a real fan |
| Ugh, ain’t the same, bitch, I ain’t all nice |
| Canine in the pound, watch out, the dog bites |
| Get me out your fuckin' mouth block sight |
| When you walk in, I’m confiscatin' all ice (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) |
| New chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that, gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Gimme that, gimme that) |
| Hah, new chain, we gon' stain that (Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy, Sleezy) |