Songtext von sos

(What was the point of everything?) New Balenciaga, it cost more than your kidney (bitches call me papa) Bitches call me papa, but I don't want no-no feelings Niggas think they hot, dawg, until they fell off (pfft), yeah These niggas sip snot, only green on me my meter (phee) Always reachin' for clout, that boy such an ego feeder (oh, yeah) They say: Ayo, che, how you step up from a dealer? (Oh, yeah) Just broke your bitch back, I don't think you'll ever heal it (pfft) Don't give his ass a dime, he wasn't here from the beginning (never) Niggas just get high tryna hide the life they living (oh-no) In my past life I had died, but right now, bitch, I'm still living Like a pint of Wock' (wock') Saw your bro, we spilt him (bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Bitch, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, she think I taste like vanilla (taste) Bitch go: Que lo que (yeah), okay I ain't go hard? Ain't no way (no way) This old Goyard, it's '08 I said go, yeah (I said) fuck it, I'm a GOAT like 808 Cop an O (I said fuck it, pfft), yeah, and I smoke it in a day I got rolls, yeah, huh, and a couple hoes, okay Thick white ho, yeah, yeah, her name Aubrey, just like Drake And for Christmas, yeah, I want Cognac, and an eighth I know niggas, yeah, jugg your shoes and jugg your bae Super nigga, yeah, yeah, I don't wear no super cape True Religion, yeah, yeah, mix Hermes up with some Bape Stupid bitches, yeah, yeah, stupid bitches for my age Who you dissin'? Blatt, yeah, new opp on me, I don't play New Balenciaga, it cost more than your kidney Bitches call me papa, but I don't want no feelings Niggas think they hot, dawg, until they fell off These niggas sip snot, only green on me my meter (phee) Always reachin' for clout, that, boy such an ego feeder (oh, yeah) They say: Ayo, che, how you step up from a dealer? (Oh, yeah) Just broke your bitch back, I don't think you'll ever heal it (pfft) Don't give his ass a dime, he wasn't here from the beginning (never) Niggas just get high tryna hide the life they living (oh-no) Closed captions