More songs by Tay Jordan
Description
Producer: Earbuds
Composer: Tay Jordan
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah, I got pinewood landed from Ireland.
Shout out Crocs but that's my gang. I've been pissed since they locked off
Thailand.
Back up in the hood, still ducking from the. Still ducking from the.
I'm back ducking from the sirens. In this coupe riding dirty, so I run.
Act up, we gon' turn this to Iran.
We in the wood like Philippine. Chef like Lil D, gold like Mr. T.
With a bitch from the Middle East.
Posted up by the Lebanese. Told baby I'm a mac, I don't hit for free.
True religion, it's the church but it's in the jeans.
Caught a scam, Xeni with the schemes. If the plug taxin' me like a ree.
My own nigga ratted on me, should I wire Vatican? Loose links ain't ships, Titanic.
It's four hundred for a box if you Thailand it.
Couple runners with the shit, should we try land it? I'm making plays, you just lying backing.
I'm riding coups, you just line backing. I got this I don't like fighting.
I get P's, I don't like violence. I'm connected in the streets on a WiFi ting.
I like hoes, I don't like wifey. My perm's too fresh, I don't like piping.
You hitting from the side on a cry cry ting. I'm uptown doing fine dining.
You niggas on the block sipping white lightning. I'm looking at my chain, should I ice my teeth?
Gangster on the net, I don't like typing. Yeah, I got pinewood landed from Ireland.
Shout out Crocs but that's my gang. I've been pissed since they locked off Thailand.
Back up in the hood, still ducking from the.
Still ducking from the.
I'm back ducking from the sirens. In this coupe riding dirty, so I run.
Act up, we gon' turn this to Iran.