Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bout That Life, artist - Zotiyac. Album song Contaminated, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.03.2017
Song language: English
Bout That Life |
| YUH, SUCCUBUS IF ANY NIGGA WANNA TRUST HIS BITCH |
| ONE TOUCH HER CLIT AND FUCK HER FACE |
| WHATS THE RISK OF TELLIN NIGGAS IM THE FUCKIN SHIT |
| AIN’T NOTHIN BITCH IM WHAT I SAY |
| LET IT BE KNOWN IM EXCLU-SIVE |
| DROP YO TOP GIMME DAT ROOF-BITCH |
| ALL OF MY THOUGHTS ARE INTRUSIVE INTUITIVE |
| NO NEED FOR TWEETIN' IT SHUT UP AND DO IT, AHH |
| OPEN SHOT AND IMA SHOOT IT, AHH |
| GHOST 4−5 AND NOW THEY CLUELESS, AHH |
| POST ON YO BLOCK UNTIL YOU PULL IN |
| THE ONLY TIME YOU PULLIN UP TO THE MOVEMENT |
| YOU AIN’T MOVIN ME WIT ANY EMOTION |
| THATS IMMUNE TO ME WITHOUT ANY POTION |
| WET YO FUCKIN TEAM THEY’LL DROWN IN THE OCEAN OF CLIPS IM TOTIN SLIDE A ROUND |
| LIKE A TOKEN, YAH |
| I KNOCK YO HEAD OFF YO SHOULDERS, ROCK |
| HARD FOR MY SQUAD LIKE A BOULDER, BOPS |
| THEY WANNA RIDE LIKE A CHAUFFEUR BUT IM JUST HOLDIN THE CUPS LIKE A COASTER, HA |
| I KNOCK YO HEAD OFF YO SHOULDERS, HA |
| I PUT THAT BOY ON A POSTER, YAH |
| I PUT BUDDY ON A SHIRT, YUH |
| IT GET BLOODY IT GET WORSE |
| Bitch peep my etiquette |
| Run through my rhetoric |
| Cut off the legs, they don’t walk what they said |
| I just really need head until then I’m not settling |
| If i don’t get it i just might behead a bitch |
| There is no separate, ah |
| No substitute bring me my sedative |
| Or I’ll be fuckin' |
| You break me my bread or I’m breakin' yo neck wit it |
| Tez why so Negative? |
| Bitch cuz I’m negligent |
| I leave no evidence |
| Bodies in crevices |
| Unrecognizable |
| I’m undeniable |
| I beat yo ass they not identifying you |
| Prolly not findin' you |
| Fuck who you cryin' to |
| Give up yo life, if that is so kind of you |
| But the nice guy always gon' finish last |
| AK kickback turn yo dome into glass |
| I’m chillin' outside like I don’t got a class |
| I’m takin' you out like its time for the trash, plus I’m shreddin' this shit |
| like the garbage disposal |
| I get on one knee, choppa ring like proposals |
| I hop out the four door, it sing like a solo |
| Uzi got vocals, the beam is on focal |
| Shotty gon' pick yo ass up like its mobile |
| Shots gon' be heard round the world goin' global |
| I handle the job that yo god is supposed to |
| DONT KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU THOUGHT BUT I AM NOT A STAIN HOE |
| TRY TO DUCK AND IMMA AIM, LOW |
| UPPERCUT AND IMMA SWANG, THOSE |
| QUITE FRANKLY YOU NIGGAS ON OTHER SHIT YOU NOT MY BROTHA BITCH I AM NOT FRANC-O |
| YOU REP MULTIPLE COLORS LIKE RAIN-BOW |
| AND YOU NIGGAS WANT DANCE WELL LETS TANG-O |
| YOU ARE NOT BOUT THAT LIFE |
| YOU ARE NOT BOUT IT AYE |
| YOU ARE NOT BOUT IT |
| HE SAY BOUT THAT LIFE |
| I REALLY DOUBT IT I-I REALLY DOUBT IT |