Porchy - THEY DON'T GET IT feat. CIANNA BLAZE (2018)

Текст песни Porchy - THEY DON'T GET IT feat. CIANNA BLAZE (2018) (Lyrics)
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[Verse 1: Porchy]
They don’t get it, I put my life on my legacy
Ice on my neck, no ice on my Hennessy
Balenciagas on my feet ain’t cheap
That why I get the bag, before I sleep no chat
No snakes in my camp, can’t chill with them
Can’t take man for fool again
I spend it all, but its come right back
My cash like a Boomerang
Now peng tings, wanna cook me paela
When I’m chilling in Venezuela
I know, wicked I flow
True soldier no G.I. Joe
Never home, when I’m flipping the stack I go ghost
Jet set, there’s no tickets for flights, I won’t hold
I ain’t never seen ’em put a pawn into play
Still, they wanna “check me” for the corn and fame, nah
I ain’t never been about that life
I did it, I did it, I’m alright
I put it, put it, put it on my life
Real haters you get boom, bye-bye
[Pre-Chorus: Porchy]
High when I write these rhymes
They wanna say “Hi,” they don’t really know me
Now they want to copy my style
I see them try but make it sound weak
[Chorus: Porchy]
Why they wasting my time so?
They don’t want me to take control
All my life I’ve made my dough, I made my dough
I’ll make some more, so why they wasting my time?
[Verse 2: Cianna Blaze]
They don’t get it (yeah)
Call me Bruce, I be bringing that Armageddon (uh)
That be a promise like call this a fucking wedding (yeah)
Know where I been do, I know where I’m fucking heading (ah)
They will never have me sweating (no)
Jump on a plane, I sustain that I will be vetting
I keep it rachid, I catch it, I bring the net in
I be the shit and that’s what these bitches are smelling (woo)
Bring the cold bring the flow in
Mic check one, two, bring the show in
Keep my shit chill bring the snow in
Keep fly so fly, Boeing
I just wanna cut checks
And be a rich girl like Gwen
Mastering the paper and the pen
I keep my shit hot cayennem, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Porchy]
High when I write these rhymes
They wanna say “Hi,” they don’t really know me
Now they want to copy my style
I see them try but make it sound weak
[Chorus: Porchy]
Why they wasting my time so?
They don’t want me to take control
All my life I’ve made my dough
I made my dough, I’ll make some more
So why they wasting my time?