Текст песни
finger in his face
jama the thing everybody wanna say man
She want my jama, see her at the concert paid by her boyfie
Behind closed doors, i got that jama Jama, she want my jama
I got on my hoodie on all black, scorchin up the scene color charcoal
Woo mama to me, tryin to fly it s not a concept Jama, listenin to corrs with violin strings chords
and droppin like a nasdac lookin at me beamin
my heart is ice cold
listenin to corrs with violin strings chords
Sippin on my cognac, er body know, woo mama to me
Scorchin up the scene color charcoal, jama the thing everybody wanna say man Jama, imagining me in a morgue
sippin on my cognac
Jama the thing everybody wanna say man, my heart is ice cold, while i m eating ice cream all they got is just the shakes
Sippin on my cognac, i m negative degrees
Woo mama to me, speeding down the highway
I got that jama, takin of her clothes can you see her chakra
I got that jama, said she love my city took a drive in a renaut
jama the thing everybody wanna say man
finger in his face
my heart is ice cold
Jama the thing everybody wanna say man, tryin to fly it s not a concept, girls trying to get at me but
cheatin on her constant he be on the dlow
How the hell i know, she thought we were close call the goal line tech
but i m real nice though
I got that jama, burnin rubber on the tarmac
fella i press send
Jama the thing everybody wanna say man, finger in his face
Girls trying to get at me but, can t help it if you talk
See her at the concert paid by her boyfie, fella i press send
Woo mama to me, your girl got a taste for the all time best
But i m always in castle white sneakers, your girl got a taste for the all time best, fella i press send
Girls trying to get at me but, woo mama to me, said she love my city took a drive in a renaut
Ferragamo tryna dress you, behind closed doors
She thought we were close call the goal line tech, then wash it down with some liquor, burnin rubber on the tarmac
my heart is ice cold
he be up in london with nothing on his conscience
Takin of her clothes can you see her chakra, cheatin on her constant he be on the dlow, imagining me in a morgue
i got that jama
but i don t even call back
I got on my hoodie on all black, burnin rubber on the tarmac, what s the sound fear man
Girls trying to get at me but, but my paws on the referee
But i don t even call back, woo mama to me
scorchin up the scene color charcoal
But my paws on the referee, woo mama to me, imagining me in a morgue
Thought it was a lambourghini heavy on the pedal, jama the thing everybody wanna say man Jama, posting on my timeline how she miss me x o
er body know
Girls trying to get at me but, flattery in spades score round it up to 10
but my paws on the referee
he be up in london with nothing on his conscience
Jama the thing everybody wanna say man, takin of her clothes can you see her chakra
While i m eating ice cream all they got is just the shakes, but she couldn t fit my size THELIONCITYBOY, burnin rubber on the tarmac
She want my jama, girls trying to get at me but
Burnin rubber on the tarmac, but i don t even call back, said she love my city took a drive in a renaut