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Paroles de Yap Session

Interprète EK

Paroles de la chanson Yap Session par EK lyrics officiel

Yap Session est une chanson en Anglais

I'm up I'm up
Lets go Lets goooo (Pipe up one)
Pipe up two
Hollon sit back while i talk, this a yap session
All this salt they throwing up on my name i'm turning diabetic
I'll probably let em
On my body
Hollon sit back while i talk, this a yap session (I'm talking shit)
All this salt they throwing up on my name i'm turning diabetic (I can't eat)
If a nigga drop a diss on me just i had to let em (Huhh)
Put chrome heart on my body for a hobby it he my aesthetic (My persona)
He don't even got motion for real, he is not kinetic (He just got potential)
F&N's and K's fill up the backseat it look alphabetic (Alphabet)
Your dawg ain't in the field cause he can shoot
Its cause he so athletic (He run so fast)
I mix wocky with this carbon drink
It look so synthetic (So pleasing)
Yea i heard his last tape
Man that shit so pathetic (Ohh yea i heard it, come on now)
Reach for a chain gone need loctician
Cause he gone surely dread it (Thats a bar)
They been sleeping on me
That same bed they use, ima make em wet it (Pissss)
I been sparring niggas
Soon as he get pass half-court tell my dog to press em (C'mere, Grrrrr)
Been on that corner so damn long i might as well shoot a three (Get my form right)
My vision ain't gone but to my left proably gone be seay (Thats a bar)
Every beat that i get on i'm burning calories (Calories)
He saying that i ain't the goat boy thats a fallency (Like come on now)
Kick the cup but i still rap about it
I guess that i miss her (I guess that i miss her)
She know i can blow that why she go
But i can't even kiss her (Can't never kiss her)
I don't gotta chase the heat a seek em
Blowing like a missle (Pew)
Everytime its beef my niggas eat
They even leave the grissle (Leave nothing)
Put green on top his head to leave red
Look like a bottle of crystals (Bottle of crystals)
Trying to figure out how he gone beat me
He stuck in a pickle (So stuck)
I put drip on everyday, i walk and leave a ripple (Uhhh)
Can't even this rap, i just shit talk on instrumentals nigga (Shit taking)
Hollon sit back while i talk, this a yap session (I'm talking shit)
All this salt they throwing up on my name i'm turning diabetic (I can't eat)
If a nigga drop a diss on me just i had to let em (Huhh)
Put chrome heart on my body for a hobby it he my aesthetic (My persona)
He don't even got motion for real, he is not kinetic (He just got potential)
F&N's and K's fill up the backseat it look alphabetic (Alphabet)
Your dawg ain't in the field cause he can shoot
Its cause he so athletic (He run so fast)
I mix wocky with this carbon drink
It look so synthetic (So pleasing)
Yea i heard his last tape
Man that shit so pathetic (Ohh yea i heard it, come on now)
Reach for a chain gone need loctician
Cause he gone surely dread it (Thats a bar)
They been sleeping on me
That same bed they use, ima make em wet it (Pissss)
I been sparring niggas
Soon as he get pass half-court tell my dog to press em (C'mere, Grrrrr)
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Auteur: E K
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