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Artiste : Babyface Ray
Titre : Understand
Ddot, you cold as a motherfucker, on God
Ayy, Tana, fire that shit up

And I ain´t really understand ´til I got my bands up, yah

But I ain´t really think about it ´til I fucked my bread up (Yeah)
I promise they won´t care about you ´less it´s death or handcuffs
You know I just can´t fall for that, all my niggas stand up

No stoppin´, we goin´, my bankroll, it´s gorgeous
Black and Japanese with a fatty, man, imported
Got a DM from my nigga, I remember what he taught me
We don´t follow shit but money, fuck these niggas ´cause we bosses
Oh, you ain´t used to real niggas like me, but I can´t fault you
I took a step back, I ain´t kickin´ shit for free, this shit gon´ cost you
I got my shades on in the club with fifty G´s, I´m drinkin´ coffee

I met my lean man at the clear port, bought some pints, then we departed
Bitch, you think that doin´ dirt is hurtin´ me
All this fuckin´ motion got me losin´ sleep
Trauma got a nigga heart turned to two degrees (Cold)
I smell like a fragrance out of Louis V (Mm)
You can tell I´m up, I´m doin´ bougie things (Bougie things)
Hit the club, I left that bitch more rain than spring
Sippin´ 1942, it´s chased with lean (Lean, yeah)
Niggas chasin´ clout when you can chase your dreams
And I ain´t never said I had the most, said I was the toughest
You know where I come from, bae, I can´t leave without my cutter

That pint my new addiction, I can´t breathe without that brother
They all wanna be goons, I can´t believe my little cousin
You know I´m gon´ put on, the whole tour my little brothers (Gang)
I´m practicin´ my math, the whole tour I´ve been thuggin´ (Woo)
I´m havin´ shit right now, man, I´m tired of bein´ humble (Tired)
And everybody good, you not fuckin´ with my youngins (Fuckin´ with my)

And I ain´t really understand ´til I got my bands up, yah
But I ain´t really think about it ´til I fucked my bread up (Yeah)
I promise they won´t care about you ´less it´s death or handcuffs

You know I just can´t fall for that, all my niggas stand up

Ayy, Tana, fire that shit up
Ddot, you cold as a motherfucker, on god
Live from the
Live from the motherfuckin´
Yeah
Face