Chris Webby

Narco
All the money that I bring in All the moves that I make All the bells that I'm ringing Shit don't ever sink in Living life on the edge with the bread of a cartel kingpin Now it's asset, coppin' and stock options From dead broke with a scheme plottin' Now I'm the Plug like Ree Thompson That rap crackin', them fiends watchin' so Ándale, ándale Get out of my fucking way Just listen to what I say (what I say) Too dirty, describe a way And that kid taking off like it's fucking Columbus day, oh Let 'em all know That microphone killer, that's a cardio Figure out all of this shit as I go And then throw on deuces, so bitch adiós I've been feeling like a Narco, Narco And I really been a hard bro, y'all know Sure do make a man hardcore, Fargo But now I'm on the beach with a bad little Margot Robbie Watch me, I be slidin' Moving on nap, toss, score, they behind me Future so bright, it could fuck-up, run and blind me Letras de cancionesYou don't wanna try me I've been feeling like a Narco (Narco) All this money that I blow (blow) Living like there's no tomorrow, yeah But this shit is all I know (know) Yeah, I'm feeling like a Narco Keep my business on the low Been a hustle on this long road, yeah But this shit is all I know (it's all I know, Narco) Hop out of the V Would you rather the guts, I've feeling like Pablo (awesome) And half of they hoes in the grotto, it's nothing You think it's a brothel, I got 'em fucking (yeah) My mind is disgusting, my diamonds is crumplin' I'm Tony Montana when I get the dump Stay out my circumference, my pocket's slump Snatch all up on 'em like somebody punch I built it from nothing Where was you at? I was down at my lowest A world full of concrete and I had to grow with it Paid to connect now I don't leave it on I'm lit like a candle and she wanna blow it Cake in her face like a birthday I told her, "Feliz cumpleaños" I fall like I'm random, I'm trappin' for annual Hunnid been stashed in a wall in the baño I've been feelin' like Alejandro In this concrete jungle like the Congo And my shooter got a drum not a bongo And my side bitch stashed it in a Condo Tricks to believe, they didn't believe My wrist is a freeze, mine is fifty degrees Life is a bitch and this bitch on her knees I don't need the drugs, they addicted to me I've been feeling like a Narco (I've been feeling like a Narco) All this money that I blow (all this money that I blow) Living like there's no tomorrow, yeah (living like there's no tomorrow) But this shit is all I know (but this shit is all I know) Yeah, I'm feeling like a Narco Keep my business on the low Been a hustle on this long road, yeah But this shit is all I know I've been feeling like a Narco Yeah, I've been feeling like a Narco I've been feeling like a Narco Yeah, I've been feeling like a I've been feeling like a Narco From Letras Mania