ALFA ROMEO NO JULIET

歌词

[Intro]

(It's DJ Gren8de)

(Niko)

(I love DJ Gren8de)

[Chorus]

This shit prolly hard for real but I make it look easy

None of my hoes wanna leave, I'm tired of niggas hatin'

Same niggas hating on me, same niggas who wanna be me

I'm going up fast, I heard you niggas tryna kill me for no reason

I pray every night but I be outside with them demons

I think I need to talk to the deacon

You think you don't but I still hear the preacher preachin'

I just might be in this bitch tweakin'

[Verse]

She said she love my hair 'cause it remind her of The Weeknd

I told her she was trippin'

You know I'm SOS I'm not no OVO

You know I'm SOS but I was on OVO radio

I'm goin' on right now, these hoes don't ever wanna go home

Glock in my hand, it ain't shit to let it blow

I got a knock at the door and now I'm clutchin' on that pole

I'm in that Alfa Romeo, she wanna be my Juliet

I ain't know which way to go and then I ran into that check

I could bet it all on me, I'm either in that AMG or that SRT

I pick up, "Watch what you say to me, I think they tapped my phone"

I be on the road, she said I barely be at home, I barely be at home