متن و پخش آهنگ Superman (feat. Young Thug) از Young Thug

متن کامل ترانه Superman (feat. Young Thug) با صدای Young Thug

Three Cadillacs trailin' me, feel like the government I'm really out here settin' laws, Wham for president I'm always on my son's ass, don't be no tattletale Boxes comin' back and forth, we had hella mail I don't want no shortcuts, I'm takin' every step These niggas must've forgot I'm like that, we can take it there I pulled up on 'em 50 deep like a football team I don't need them all in my bidness, mind your bidness, please I got a supermax contract like I'm in a league Sittin' on the floor, she's in the crowd, she can't sit next to me BM told me, "Turn it up, these niggas think they fuckin' with ya" Facetimin' with D, he servin' life, that shit be fuckin' with me Brodie say he ain't turnin' himself in, they gotta come and get him Trap rollin' so hard that I can't leave, you gotta come and get him 500 dollars on a tee, it's Bottega Veneta I'm on niggas ass like back pockets, I'm never gon' let up She wanna go public with our love, I'm never gon' let her She was fuckin' off on me with scrubs, I'll never forgive her I know how to get you what you like, I personally pick 'em Once you think I let 'em get away, be the worst of my victim I ain't had this feelin' in a while, it's a Perc' in my system I ain't playin' with nobody child, I ain't no sex offender Can't too many say I caught a bar, but I'm a heavy lender I ain't seen my baby in a while, you know that I miss you I ain't fuck that lady in a while, she really got issues I ain't takin' shit out for a foul, I'm gettin' my shots 45 million, one play, I'm gettin' paid like a boss Hunnid dollar for a three-five, I'm still servin' the block Can't believe these niggas ate the cheese Cannot put cameras all on me, bro, that shit ain't G I don't show no favoritism, goin' through that shit with peace I done told her, "Go on ahead and leave," but she stay with me Tractor trailer full of exotic weed, fuckin' up the skreet Uh, I don't serve kis, but I own the streets 20 'Lac trucks, but ain't no drivers 'cause we own the V's In the cell, facin' a life sentence, I couldn't even breathe In court every day, I didn't even know how I could fuckin' cheese Young nigga, growin' up, I wanted to be just like Will Tain told me he was in the Feds, and he had cut the deal My old lady told me, "Boy, you know you the king of the hill" Told me like a gangsta, if I tell, she was outta here Told her I can't even go outside 'cause we can't have a weapon Long as you wake up with me every day, baby, it's a blessin' Full court pressure, every city, nigga, I'm a reverend Big and Kintae had gave a nigga his first pound of reggie First nigga played with my brother, you know I had did him I ain't playin' with nobody's child, I ain't no babysitter Last time I talked to you, nigga got stepped on for stealin' Next time I heard about you, Brian said that you was tellin' Cryin' tears, prayin' for lil' brother 'cause he the one steppin' My lil' brother tricked me for some years, ain't know he was tellin' Hunnid million dollar nigga, baby, I been in the Louvre I still shed tears every day 'bout my big homie Troup Nigga had scared you off, and I said, "We run from who?" The judge felt bad for me, told me that I can't fuck with you You can't get no money with us, nigga, you out the loop He can laugh it up 'til they killin' 'em I paid a hunnid bands for Pluto Chinchilla This Glock 40 is a brat, and she'll kill you, nigga ♪