笨小笨No Suburban， Pt. 2歌词由Sheff G演唱，出自专辑《One and Only》，下面是《No Suburban， Pt. 2》完整版歌词！
No Suburban， Pt. 2歌词完整版
No Suburban, Pt. 2 (Explicit) - Sheff G
Ayy ayy
Gang gang gang
Shoot with the gang gang gang
Load it then bang bang bang
Bang gang gang
Great John on the beat by the way
Look huh
N***as like sheff you be movin' too hot
You got nothin' to prove you the king of this ****
'Member days postin' the 30s inside of the glock
I was itchin' to move on a lick
N***as be talking real hot for the 'net
But they see me in person they all on my dick
I got they hearts in my pocket no bully
But I could be bullyin' whole lotta ****
Look push me to the limit
Let's see who really tryna get it okay
Push me to the limit
And let's see who really really with it
Don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
Don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
Them n***as is lyin'
Don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
Don't see no suburbans who spinnin' look
He got a black flag n***a take it off
You get shot down if you play his songs
I keep a glock 'round I would let it off
This a diss track this is not a song
I got 'em thinkin' it's voodoo
I'ma king corso you poodles
I been in the field like manure
Can't talk on my name 'cause I'll prove it
I'm feelin' like feelin'
Like who really want it
You n***as my sons
I ain't feel like abortin' again
N***as can't mention no money
I double the offer and you know
It's off with his head
Just pass me the chop lemme fold 'em
Me by myself I'll do it to you
Run up get dirt up on m8v3n
Me by myself I'll give it to you
N***as like sheff you be movin' too hot
You got nothin' to prove you the king of this ****
'Member days postin' with 30s inside of the glock
I was itchin' to move on a lick
N***as be talking real hot for the 'net
But they see me in person they all on my dick
I got their hearts in my pocket no bully
But I could be bullyin' whole lotta ****
Look push me to the limit
Let's see who really tryna get it okay
Push me to the limit
And let's see who really really with it
Don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
Don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
Them n***as is lyin'
Don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
Don't see no suburbans who spinnin' look look
Lyin' in they raps for the clout
Heard that boy a snitch fish 'em out
Boy I got the wave you in drought
Reason why my dick in they mouth
No this ain't dance music n***a
I buss a bop I don't dance
No this ain't chill music n***a
I'm tryna drill I want 'em dead
Huh this for the streets so **** your say
Don't care if this don't get no radio play
Huh bang on any who play
My flow so sick for any who hate huh
Oh you tryna buss matas
Shots spin him that's bachata
I stand over n***as and buh blacka
The king no I'm da masa n***a
MV MV gang
Shoota shoota don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
That's shoota gang shoota gang gang gang gang
MV MV gang
Shoota shoota don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
That's shoota gang don't see no suburbans who spinnin'
Shoota gang gang gang gang
Bang bang load it the bang bang bang
Gang gang
I need to hear that again
