Precious Cargo – Yung Pinch

Letra da música Precious Cargo. Acesse as músicas mais tocadas e lançamentos de Yung Pinch.

With my shawty
They wanna stop me
I can’t stop no
Riding in the black on black with precious cargo
Uh oh, who’s that in the back of the Tahoe
Yung triple OG can’t do it like me, I feel like Pablo
I been doing my thing no reason to stop for
I’m recording right now while I’m out in Cabo
You should see this house I’m in, it’s like a chateau
I been on a private beach getting fucked with my shawty
Stayed down from jump always showed love look where it got me
You don’t need to be so dramatic
You want it you know you can have it
This shit feels so close I can grab it
I’m falling back into my habits
The animal in me is rabid
Baby don’t make go savage
I really go where I say I go
I really did what I say I did
All of them thangs that they talking bout
Swear that I don’t really give a shit
Everyone worry bout this and then worried bout that man I just want dividends
They acting funny I just the need man I swear to God I’m a businessman
The currents got me
I’m drifting away
The past still haunts me
But what can I say
Riding in the black on black with precious cargo
Uh oh, who’s that in the back of the Tahoe
Yung triple OG can’t do it like me, I feel like Pablo
I been doing my thing no reason to stop for
I’m recording right now while I’m out in Cabo
You should see this house I’m in, it’s like a chateau
I been on a private beach getting fucked with my shawty
Stayed down from jump always showed love look where it got me
The currents got me
I’m drifting away
The past still haunts me
But what can I say
Ima still talk my shit
Who you know talk like this
If you gone talk bout me
Might pull up right on you might keep shit lit
Yeah, yeah
You know I gotta do this shit big
Yeah, yeah
Bounce on that beat and I jig
Yeah
Thirty-five hunnid dollar jeans
I ain’t gone throw no fit
Mama ain’t raise no bitch
Matter fact mama ain’t raised shit
The only thing she taught to me
Was how the hell I should not be
Growing up shit was fucked up
Still don’t how I lucked up
Riding in the black on black with precious cargo
Uh oh, who’s that in the back of the Tahoe
Yung triple OG can’t do it like me, I feel like Pablo
I been doing my thing no reason to stop for
The currents got me
I’m drifting away
The past still haunts me
But what can I say