Comethazine - Gallardo lyrics
[Comethazine - Gallardo lyrics]
Before I step up out the door I
Pray that God be with me
But if he not I'll take a different
Route that nine stay with me
Gallardo lambo in a drop top speeding
Chameleon Gucci lavender my ride look pretty
Blood bro and passenger that's
A close by semi i sit back I relax and
Get some throat by demi
I can turn psycho if a trunk trip with me
Bitch I feel like Michael went
To Jackson from pennies
Hench Mafia family is tight
And were not friendly
Can count on both hands the whole
Clan bitch it's not many
Niggas wondering and talkin' about
How I'm still winnin'
Yes bitch, get off my dick
You niggas ride too many
I put my dick in her face, she say
"Now that's too much" put it in anyway
This is how you shut hoes up
Rest in peace Pimp C
Real niggas hold your cups up
Heard you can die from Promethazine
But I still pour up
And niggas say they gon' get me
I guess there's still no luck
And a dick tucked
XD and I can't wait until I bust
Before I step up out the door I
Pray that God be with me
But if he not I'll take a different
Route that nine stay with me
Gallardo lambo in a drop top speeding
Chameleon Gucci lavender my ride look pretty
Blood bro and passenger that's
A close by semi i sit back I relax and
Get some throat by demi
I can turn psycho if a trunk trip with me
Bitch I feel like michael went
To jackson from pennies
Bitch I feel like michael went
To jackson from pennies
Bitch I feel like michael went
To jackson from pennies
Bitch I feel like michael went
To jackson from pennies
Pray that God be with me
But if he not I'll take a different
Route that nine stay with me
Gallardo lambo in a drop top speeding
Chameleon Gucci lavender my ride look pretty
Blood bro and passenger that's
A close by semi i sit back I relax and
Get some throat by demi
I can turn psycho if a trunk trip with me
Bitch I feel like Michael went
To Jackson from pennies
Hench Mafia family is tight
And were not friendly
Can count on both hands the whole
Clan bitch it's not many
Niggas wondering and talkin' about
How I'm still winnin'
Yes bitch, get off my dick
You niggas ride too many
I put my dick in her face, she say
"Now that's too much" put it in anyway
This is how you shut hoes up
Rest in peace Pimp C
Real niggas hold your cups up
Heard you can die from Promethazine
But I still pour up
And niggas say they gon' get me
I guess there's still no luck
And a dick tucked
XD and I can't wait until I bust
Before I step up out the door I
Pray that God be with me
But if he not I'll take a different
Route that nine stay with me
Gallardo lambo in a drop top speeding
Chameleon Gucci lavender my ride look pretty
Blood bro and passenger that's
A close by semi i sit back I relax and
Get some throat by demi
I can turn psycho if a trunk trip with me
Bitch I feel like michael went
To jackson from pennies
Bitch I feel like michael went
To jackson from pennies
Bitch I feel like michael went
To jackson from pennies
Bitch I feel like michael went
To jackson from pennies