Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song STS, artist - Young Thug. Album song Slime Language, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Young Stoner Life
Song language: English
STS |
| Two-door, double R, ridin' in the foreign, y’all niggas can’t see me |
| If I pop another X pill, I’ll be out my misery |
| Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie |
| You roll, you sip codys, I fuck around and roll |
| I’m gon' slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up |
| Slide the door up on the Aventador |
| Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like cockroach |
| Hop out with a Patek on my wrist and keep the.44 |
| Hopscotching the thot, thot, I’ma fuck her at my mother spot |
| Steady chasin' the check, turned the bank into a nest |
| Cuban link 'round my neck takin' a bird bath |
| Cartier bracelet got pointers and the Audemar to match |
| If they talking 'bout my game, they speakin' all cash |
| New Bent, paper tag, I can see they envy and mad |
| I done fucked around and got in my bag (my bag) |
| I done stayed down and got me a bag (bag) |
| No calculators still doin' math |
| Gotta add up and tear me a tag |
| Rockstar, showing up with them bands |
| I just jumped off a jet to a sprinter (yeah, yeah) |
| I got Brazillians makin' me dinner |
| Took a loss and it made me a winner |
| Wearin' Monclear, it ain’t even winter |
| And the wind got the clouds in the ceiling |
| Add the money up, subtract the feeling |
| They say, «Slatt,"when we walk in the building |
| I can’t save her if she going with the fishes |
| Copped a new gun to switch up my mission |
| Slime shit, I ran up the digits, count it with no intermission |
| Her best friend done gave me the dishin' |
| I mixed up the sherbet and cookie (yeah) |
| Off the top, roll with a groupie, have a menage when I land, ah |
| Today I did Dior and Gucci, my Off-White was lookin' like danger |
| Three white bitches, I’m a clansmen, Kendra, Khloe and Keira |
| Came out the gutter, I made it, yeah, Wall Street money like Madoff |
| Yeah, ahah, all that hatin' ain’t phase us |
| Left to bank like phase on, still ain’t takin' no days off |
| Two-door, double R, ridin' in the foreign, y’all niggas can’t see me |
| If I pop another X pill, I’ll be out my misery |
| Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie |
| You roll, you sip codys, I fuck around and roll |
| I’m gon' slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up |
| Slide the door up on the Aventador |
| Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like cockroach |
| Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the.44 |
| Hopscotchin' the thot, thot, I’ma fuck her at my mother spot |
| Icy you feel it in her tits (two) |
| Money, money, callin in, when I answer phone like, what it do |
| I keep her wet, caught a pound or two |
| Big Ballencies, yeah, that’s what the money do |
| Yeah, she swear to God that she love me |
| I was just pourin' out the bubbly |
| I was fillin' up drinks with this muddy |
| Draco with me, it ain’t about my money |
| Dr. Dre, Eminem, we go and get them Ms |
| My house a exhibit, it’s dim, I was rockin' some Off-White like Timbs |
| Let’s go! |
| Two-door, double R, ridin' in the foreign, y’all niggas can’t see me |
| If I pop another X pill, I’ll be out my misery |
| Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie |
| You roll, you sip codys, I fuck around and roll |
| I’m gon' slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up |
| Slide the door up on the Aventador |
| Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, now I look like cockaroach |
| Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the.44 |
| Hopscotchin' the thot, thot, I’ma fuck her at my mother spot |
| Two-door, double R, ridin' in the foreign, y’all niggas can’t see me |
| Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah |
| Crazy presi' beze' on the motherfuckin' Rollie |
| Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah |
| I’m on slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up |
| Slide the door up on the Aventador |
| Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the.44 |
| Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah |