
Песня Personal Use (2021) в исполнении Infamousizak - слушать онлайн в хорошем качестве или скачать трек в Mp3 бесплатно на ПК или телефон.
PERSONAL USE Lyrics[Chorus] I've been movin' cold, Canada Goose (Canada Goose, ayy) Two Maggies on my rider, personal use (Personal use, ayy) So faded, we don't care 'bout how you feel (How you feel) Darling says she's a snack, but it's a meal It's a lot, it's a lot, faded, it's a lot I might miss the drop, runnin' to the guap It's a lot, it's a lot I don't fuck with opps I run around with some thots I know it's a lot, I (Ooh) [Verse 1] Yeah, she wants man, yeah, she want gang Yeah, she want lifestyle, money in the bank Beat all day so bedroom stank Magic with the D, darling, ain't no prank Cutthroat nigga, don't need no shank Fuck your opinion, don't need no rank Fuckin' your bitch, don't need no wank I don't need no dank, I'm wavy (Yeah) How come nuff' of these man come, baby? Knee deep in shit when I lived in the sauce I was prayin' to the Lord come save me (To the Lord come save me) Yeezus, 'cause my lifestyle crazy (Uh) Two landlords both try play me I need a peng ting just like Jorja 'Cause I been seein' blue lights since a baby Ayy, fuck nigga, where's your spine? Thought it was your time (Thought it was your time) You'll be okay, yeah, go get your shine But back to the real (To the real) I been around more teefs than a grill (Ooh) I been around more wolves than Riding Hood Ting say she waan come drill (A) So now I'm movin' different Two up with my bro Grant and Phil (Grant and Phil) Now money haffi me Not too long ago man was workin' the till (I was workin' the till) Smoke man like Wiz Khalifa Black and yellow, I'm killin' Bill Turn into an alcoholic, piss and break the seal Yeah, I'm pissin' on them still [Chorus] I've been movin' cold, Canada Goose (Canada Goose, ayy) Two Maggies on my rider, personal use (Personal use, ayy) So faded, we don't care 'bout how you feel (How you feel) Darling says she's a snack, but it's a meal It's a lot, it's a lot, faded, it's a lot I might miss the drop, runnin' to the guap It's a lot, it's a lot I don't fuck with opps I run around with some thots I know it's a lot, I (Ooh) [Verse 2] Plottin' on P's all day Give a dog a bone, I'm no stray Don't play with fire, 'cause the heat don't play (Ooh, I) Plottin' on P's all day Give a dog a bone, I'm no stray Don't play with fire 'cause the heat don't play Playboy my occupation I ain't into conversation Might need a reservation You wantin' this, you get in line She wants a home invasion I'm talkin' back door, back door The typa back you can't ignore Wavey, baby, offshore (Woo), ooh Bankroll baby, push Mercedes Give me top like she got rabies Jimmy, Jimmy, please no babies Don't mistake it I'm a man, ooh Ooh, don't forget the ladies, ooh No, you can't forget the ladies [Verse 3] Yeah, gone in a minute, gone in a minute Pushin' the pedal like what is the limit? I hit it once then I'm back to the digits I don't do shade, I don't do shade But if I do, my one's are tinted Trust nobody I'm done with the gimmicks I don't trust shit, I guess I'm a cynic That's why move (Ooh) [Chorus] I've been movin' cold, Canada Goose (Canada Goose, ayy) Two Maggies on my rider, personal use (Personal use, ayy) So faded, we don't care 'bout how you feel (How you feel) Darling says she's a snack, but it's a meal It's a lot, it's a lot, faded, it's a lot I might miss the drop, runnin' to the guap It's a lot, it's a lot I don't fuck with opps I run around with some thots I know it's a lot, I (Ooh)

