Pierce (Remix) Songtext

Dominic Lord

von Fashion Show EP

Pierce (Remix) Songtext
Featuring Pusha T

Fuck away to never wait on wait

My life, my white
Like my life threw rice
My life, my white
Like my life threw rice

Posh nigga goes far
Posh nigga goes far
Posh nigga goes far
You could suffer

Be who you want, I ain't stopping ya
Pin ya pin ya pin ya
Down girl, en guard
Fuck with the gun trial you gonna leave your guns now (blood bath)
For my décor, tell me your desires whore
Sailing in an armored car, fuck in that car
Crossed fingers behind my back
Opposites, they's do attract
What made me come fill your tears up?
Now I hate your piercing, all your neighbors say with you
Drop the clatter, let's talk
Now under the table

I don't wanna give anymore
I don't wanna be here anymore
I don't wanna give anymore
I don't wanna be here anymore
But if you'll leave, I'll stay
Yea, you go
But if you'll leave, I'll stay
Yea, you go

My life, my white
Like my life threw rice

Throw money, gold money
Caroline, poltergeist
A ghost nigga, go getter
Go yell, now go figure
Goddamn I go hard
Top off, go kart
Artistic war hall
Musical Mozart
Black nigga, Batman
That dark knight, ideal clock
Ask you, smoke crack?
Better question your soul like
Like to like they never tell
It kicks my heart when it so lat

I don't wanna give anymore
I don't wanna be here anymore
But if you'll leave, I'll stay
Yea, you go
But if you'll leave, I'll stay
Yea, you go
But if you'll leave, I'll stay
Yea, you go

Posh nigga goes far
Posh nigga goes far

I lost my air, still my car help you oh well
Oh hell nigga, wussup?
Where my mail? I'm gonna read my shit
Niggas wanna be my shit white
What you know but my shit flow
All over my shit you gon be shot like it's army go kank ‘er
Came to party, fuck around and crash your Ferrari
Gotta raise the price right, better hey you like a'ight
We? Who? We pushin' it as we army
Ain't a motherfucker try to bomb me
So I'm ‘pposed to react to this shit
Motherfuckers run and call for it
Like they're actually sick