Musica de Allen Ritter del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Allen Ritter tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Intro: Gunna & Young Thug]
(Southside on the track, yeah)
All facts, nigga, know what I'm sayin'?
No rap cap (Metro)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I got a bad bitch in my penthouse right now (Right now)
She got on a Pucci gown, ready to get piped down (Piped down)
I stash nine hundred thou' in case I get a dark cloud (Cloud)
No way we goin' down, money stretch a thousand miles (Thousand miles)
[Verse 1]
The richest on the South (South)
I got ten karats on my finger, this shit cost a house (Bling)
My shorty say, "You too much for me," I'm like, "Baby, how?" (Baby, how?)
You wavy, too turned up and rich, ain't got no kids or spouse (Wavy, spouse)
And crazy, boss up a lil' bitch, I pushed then kick her out (Kick her out)
Metro with the stеms (Metro)
If he say, it's trim (Trim)
High above thе rim
I can't fuck with Freddie Gibbs (No)
Niggas tellin' fibs (Fibs)
Rich kids try to get next to me, you know your chances slim (Slim)
G5 Gulfstream waitin' on me, I'm headed to L.A. hills (Gone)
Who that tryna contest a G? I promise, we ready to kill (Who that?)
Rolls-Royce like Uncle Phil (Phil)
You niggas gotta pay your bills (Bills)
Just like the song, this shit got hot, I'm tellin' my shooter to chill (Hot)
Bought a mansion off Papermill (Mill)
I'm countin' these millions, for real (Real)
I'm guarding these racks with a shield
I promise to stay with a steel (Steel)
[Chorus]
I got a bad bitch in my penthouse right now (Right now)
She got on a Pucci gown, ready to get piped down (Piped down)
I stash nine hundred thou' in case I get a dark cloud (Cloud)
No way we goin' down, money stretch a thousand miles (Thousand miles)
[Verse 2]
Got too much cap on it, lil' boy, you need to cut it out (Cap)
Ayy, that's my twins, let 'em in, this the slatty house (Slatty)
Look at my bitch, she a ten with a sloppy mouth
Exotic comin' in and out, we ain't gon' never see a drought (See a drought)
Yeah, copy (Copy)
Pop it, nigga, don't stop it (Pop it)
All the cars robotic (Robotic)
Rich as fuck 'cause I'm melodic
Smoke that laddi-daddi (Yeah)
Thirty for my penthouse suite, yeah, this the after-party (Party)
Richard Mill' cost three hundred Gs, on time, I can't be tardy (Tardy)
Yak Gotti had the Biscotti so I pulled up with some Smarties (Smarties)
I'm fuckin' these bitches, hardly (Hardly)
I bought her the Aston Marty (Marty)
Skeleton Cartier come straight from Slatt, he call it a barti' (Barti')
Slime Lovin' All The Time, yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, I beg your pardon?
[Chorus]
I got a bad bitch in my penthouse right now (Right now)
She got on a Pucci gown, ready to get piped down (Piped down)
I stash nine hundred thou' in case I get a dark cloud (Cloud)
No way we goin' down, money stretch a thousand miles (Thousand miles)