Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song P.K. Subban , by - Wasiu. Release date: 10.05.2016
Song language: English
P.K. Subban |
| I wrote this shit down in the metro |
| Booming now they see potential |
| Nah fuck you, I don’t need your medals, nah |
| I’m winning nigga beat the levels |
| I put the city on my back |
| I’ll defend us from the villains |
| Cross that blue line on attack |
| P.K. |
| Subban for the children |
| Cold as ice boy I’m just chillin' |
| Fuckin' skating on your feelin’s |
| Really I don’t give a puck |
| Less I’m scoring on you bitches |
| Et c’est le but, fuck all the he said she say |
| Take it upstairs, check the replay |
| Need to cash out like weezay |
| I ain’t got time for delays aye |
| Time is money no cheap days |
| What’s the cost of bein' late |
| I know my worth I’ll be paid |
| Defend my price like P. K |
| Wasiu yea I heard that… dood |
| He be reppin' that bleu blanc… rouge |
| Rockin' that pro black fro |
| Yelling Go Habs Go |
| Yea he earned that true |
| Always in a riot, city on fire nigga bout to burn rap too |
| Beastin' on people that be feasting niggas don’t deserve that food |
| Ou man, what these niggas doin' |
| All these mindless niggas be the same like zombies true damn |
| I’m a new man, I’m a legend you ain’t |
| Only nigga in the game, bitch I’m P.K. |
| Subban, tell 'em |
| T pas près…oh no |
| They ain’t ready for a player like me |
| T pas près…oh no |
| They ain’t ready for a player like me |
| T pas près…oh no |
| They ain’t ready for a player like me |
| T pas près…oh no |
| They ain’t ready for a player like me |
| Now hold up I’m still in the metro |
| I’m workin' bitch this something special |
| La STM gon have to settle |
| Ain’t leaving I’m a fuckin' rebel |
| I’ll put the city on the map |
| Gotta do it for the children |
| Once I do I’ll bring it back |
| P.K. |
| Subban dropping millions |
| Oh my God I’m 'bout to kill 'em |
| Super Saiyan them niggas krillen |
| Really I don’t give a puck |
| Slapshot right into they feelins |
| Et c’est le but, and fuck whoever’s in nets tho |
| Shooting too fast like a jet go |
| Impact breaking all thresholds |
| Wait until we bringing back the Expos, oh |
| 'Cuz I know we can win it from here |
| If you gimme a shot we’ll get rings in a year |
| 'Cuz my focus is sharp and my vision is clear |
| I’m ignoring the doubters can’t listen to fear |
| Oh that dood, he be reppin' that bleu blanc rouge |
| Rockin' that pro black flow |
| Yelling Go Habs Go |
| Yea he earned that true |
| Always in a riot, city on fire nigga bout to burn rap too |
| Beastin' on people that be feasting niggas don’t deserve that food |
| T pas près…oh no |
| They ain’t ready for a player like me |
| T pas près…oh no |
| They ain’t ready for a player like me |
| T pas près…oh no |
| They ain’t ready for a player like me |
| T pas près…oh no |
| They ain’t ready for a player like me |