YouCanTellAlotAboutAManByTheNeckOfHisShirt 歌词

Hood up blade out bitch I'm ready Pro club type neck bitch, I'm heavy Dirty old shoes but I get clean money When you get money you don't care about nothing Still I know that I don't mean nothing It just feel nice putting food in my stomach One million blunts and I'm back to the curb Young white trash, came back for the serve Long hair, looking like a young white bitch But you never see a bitch go like this Roll my sticks, I'mma show my wrist And roll of the diamonds, let it shine, let it glisten White boys can't listen Get too mad they don't sound like this Watch out who you dissing I don't say a word you just wind up missing And it's just like that When I speak, bitch, don't talk back And it's just like that When I speak, bitch, don't talk back Said it's just like that When I speak, bitch, don't talk back Said it's just like that When I speak, bitch, don't talk back