Top Songs By Lindasson
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shymar Brewster
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yo, and I smoke gas uhuh, let's go
I swear to god he born to shoot he to pass
Balenciaga big ass as hell up on my feet almost bust my ass
Pop out with pressure straight gas,
Brodie OT he love to trap
Up in the addict straight cash, that's facts
Buddy keep on pillow talking to his future ex that's whack
I break bread and that's a fact, I want no pokes I just want neck
Sk pour four, he love the tech
Can't wife no hoe that shit is dead
Can't lose yo mind, can't lose yo head
That's on my soul I used to care bout love
I got little trust, he got a stick but he a virgin yet to bust
I feed my alter ego, Lindasson a monster
The feds gon lie under the oath just to settle up the score
Uhuh uhuh yah
Uh time wait for no man,
I got habits I can't stand,
You not my mans don't shake my hand
Please watch yo tone and fix yo stance
Cause my lil bro don't like no friends
He got paranoia my boy
Yo, and I smoke gas uhuh, let's go
I swear to god he born to shoot he to pass
Balenciaga big ass as hell up on my feet almost bust my ass
Pop out with pressure straight gas,
Brodie OT he love to trap
Up in the addict straight cash, that's facts
Buddy keep on pillow talking to his future ex that's whack
I break bread and that's a fact, I want no pokes I just want neck
Sk pour four, he love the tech
Can't wife no hoe that shit is dead
Can't lose yo mind, can't lose yo head
That's on my soul I used to care bout love
Writer(s): Shymar Brewster
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