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rowdy rebel - paid off كلمات الأغنية

[intro: fivio foreign]
wait, wait, wait

[chorus: fivio foreign & rowdy rebel]
all of this money paid off
i took a perc’ and started the day off
i get a big car and race off
they know the shooter comin’ if they cough
man, brand new forty take his face off
jump in this ‘rarri and i just skate off
pull up to the party with my draco
make a n_gga dance like he was j_lo
[verse 1: fivio foreign]
yeah, gotta get rich (huh)
you can’t party if you not on the list (nah)
i don’t love her, i don’t lie to the b_tch
all these guns we got inside of the whip (uh, woo)
yeah, pull up to the side of your whip (skrrt)
huh, shots fired (baow)
bullets is firin’ out of the clip (uh)

[verse 2: rowdy rebel]
n_ggas talkin’ this and that, f_ck the chitter chat, bet you i can get him whacked (grrt)
bet you if he send them n_ggas for me
my lil’ n_gga with me, gonna send him back (my lil’ n_gga with me gonna what?)
‘member when [?] left, ol’ boy stuck, i remember that (i do)
we ain’t really gonna get into that (i won’t)
n_ggas know i hate the internet (baow)
five years i was locked down
my sixth year was my best year (huh)
came home to some fresh gear (woo)
had it in ’til the next year (’til the next year)
in the crib countin’ blue faces, i ain’t leavin’ out until the check’s cleared (’til the check’s cleared)
no one keep callin’ my phone, like bro, where you at? too late, the jet here (i’m on my way)
all of my n_ggas is hitters, they play for the mets, yeah (baow, baow, baow, baow)
i step up the jets to the check, you know the patek clear (you know the patek clear)
if i put this shmoney to my left ear, that’s all i hear (that’s all i hear)
and my circle is full with some k!llers, my n_ggas don’t do the squares (don’t do the what?)
when i walk in the room with givenchy, i brought more than two pairs (bought more than two pairs)
my n_ggas be wavin’ this tag, they lookin’ like, “who cares?” (they be lookin’ like, “who cares?”)
and, my n_ggas be ballin’ for real, you n_ggas can’t hoop here (you n_ggas can’t hoop here)
all white inside this maybach, outside, root beer (outside, huh? what?)
i’m in the bentley, the coupe (skrrt), i’m ’bout to fendi the booth (ooh)
fifteen hundred for the shoes might go to jimmy choo
pull up with a n_gga boo, not because a n_gga cute
choppas on b_i_g, she know i get to the lu— (baow, baow, baow)
she know i play with them tools
[chorus: fivio foreign & rowdy rebel]
all of this money paid off
i took a perc’ and started the day off
i get a big car and race off
they know the shooter comin’ if they cough
man, brand new forty take his face off
jump in this ‘rarri and i just skate off
pull up to the party with my draco
make a n_gga dance like he was j_lo

[verse 3: fivio foreign]
uh, we had to walk in the spot with three letters (baow)
n_ggas givin’ me a weak bladder (yeah, yeah)
i took a perc’ and i breathe faster (yeah)
that boy only came for a verse, the little cheap b_st_rd
and if she answer the questions that we asked her (yeah)
answer the questions that we asked her (uh)
and, i’m smokin’ a blunt, the weed master (uh_yeah)
gettin’ home (gettin’ home), a n_gga front, he gettin’ banged on (baow)
a n_gga front, he gettin’ banged on (uh)
just imagine it’s both on the same song (yeah, uh)
and, we got flex on this b_tch (huh)
we gon’ send him every session we did
yeah look, they know the rules, they know not to diss
shooter with me and he know not to miss (baow)
ain’t know the rules and they go in the whip (skrrt)
i got it on me (i got it on me, uh, yeah) and i know you see me holdin’ this sh_t
i give a f_ck if you blowin’ your grip (i give a f_ck if you blowin’ your grip, eah)
i’m gettin’ money (i’m gettin’ money)
i give a f_ck if you, yeah, look (oh, sh_t)
i only think bad stuff, uh (i only think bad stuff)
i take a perc’ and get smacked up (i do)
b_tch, it’s just fivio foreign, i’m back up (uh)
i walk in a room and they back up (uh)
them n_ggas broke (them n_ggas broke)
them n_ggas tabs up, look (them n_ggas tabs up)
yeah (yeah), all of the opps are bad luck (uh, woo)

- rowdy rebel

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