Une souris verte Qui courait dans l’herbe, Je l’attrape par la queue, Je la montre à ces messieurs. Ces messieurs me disent : Trempez-là dans l’huile, Trempez-là dans l’eau, Ça fera un escargot tout chaud! Je la mets dans un tiroir,

I hit the trap today, I'm gon' hit the club tonight, yeah Tell her let's go have a bite, tell her let's go have a bite Treat every night like it's Saturday night, like it's Saturday night, yeah Y'all niggas lame for that, y'all niggas lame for that Shoot

What are you on? What are you I know what I meant for my nigga, I'm respected My life is for my people, they been movin' reckless Trap, job, plat' niggas workin' restless All you want is my money but do you respect it? Oh girl, what are you on? Oh girl,

Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead. Imprisoned souls. Trapped for eternity. Black crows break the silence. The garden of the dead s alive

Step to me, step to me motherfucker I don't remember asking you about your imperfections You might win one battle But know this, I'll win the fucking war! Strapped with rage, got no patience for victims Sick and tired of the whole fuckin' world Zip your

Não tem, amor no mundo igual esse daqui Que tem, um dedo do além que faz prosseguir Com o povo tentando de tudo pra atrapalhar Quanto tempo a gente 'tá tentando Separar o que Deus quer juntinho E de novo a gente consegue deixar pra lá Quanto tempo a

Hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it That’s what I did when I came in the room and I hit her with the uh (Hit it!) When a nigga hit the plug, when a nigga hit the trap and I hit em with the pump Look at the pot, look at the egg beater, hit

Without you baby All facts, all facts Don't fuck with you at all anymore 'Cause we ain't in love anymore Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore So I'ma hit the club all trap, all trap Pull up in the luxe all black, all black Crush up this bud, like

You know you're not fucking up, though Get locked up and get back to it, yeah You know what the fuck going on, man You better strap in your set or it's gon' be a rough ride It's the king, bitch No introduction really, necessary Get the message like a

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap I took my roof off at the red light Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash Brown bag legend when it's all cash I'm sittin' at the red light My ankle monitor beepin' Hadn't been charged I think I see the people