Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sputnick, artist - Tedy AndreasDate of issue: 07.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sputnick |
| Motherfucker |
| It’s that shit you can’t see on TV bitch |
| You know its crazy out here, crazy out here |
| Wassup my dogs man, where you at? |
| In my chat, run up to your spot like a fuckin narc' |
| This that shit to get high to, for you bitch ass |
| Yeah, like Raekwon I bring the ruckus |
| Hardcore higher than the sputnik, hardcore lady fans love it |
| Yall think its fashion to bang colors, till real G’s run up on you |
| cause your brain malfunction |
| My Pakistani at the bodega keep me healthy |
| All the chopped cheese on the wheatbread, never meal prep |
| Extort feds with the street cred, till my warrants get dropped and my records |
| get a rset |
| Tears dry, no reply to Adom aftr I bang this vine out |
| Yo shoutout to Amy Winehouse |
| Fifth grade Bill Nye episodes, spark the plug and my boy that experiment with a |
| Pyrex |
| Your trash rhymes got me sidekicked |
| Won’t stand the test of time I know thats hard for you to digest |
| Back when you were flippin' sidekicks, I was flippin' percocets holding my nuts |
| with a tight grip |
| Long Island mini mansion with ADT cameras with range from Tacoma to Atlanta, |
| the opera need a phantom |
| Ninja-black bands with my leg out the window like Juelz Santana |
| Rag-to-riches enterprisin', Moschino silk sheets tailor-fitted for the guy |
| Analyze energy, they want me on opposite side of those conniving |
| Pull the curtains in Continentals |
| (Peace) |