Lil Tjay: June 22nd
Tekst piosenki
Tekst piosenki
Lil Tjay: June 22nd
Ooh, tell them it's the highlight
These shows don't feel the same
Woke up in the morning (No one can feel my pain)
Calm day (Mmm)
Woke up in the morning, paranoid, my heater tucked
It's a calm day, time to tee it up
I called the plug, told him, "I'ma need some drink"
He said, "You want Trish or Keisha?" I said, "Nigga, what you think?"
Got fried point blank, zombie mode, might faint
In the stu', grind mode, this the picture I'ma paint
Tryna sign shit, it's the day that I met Ice Spice
She came through lookin' nice but I was thinkin', "What's the price?"
But back to me, fell asleep right in the stu', I'm lackin'
Pistol packed, he said, "I don't got it," then he cappin'
I'm not the type, the opps know me, I'm more like the shotta type
Strapped if I don't got to fight, used to have a pocket knife
Back to this, I'm tryna 'member so I don't gas this shit
Truth be told, on what I could see clearly, should be half of it
Plus, I can't spin certain shit, certain shit don't match with this
It's wavy and it fit the bar, but go against my practices
Passionate, next day, I'm back up on the same shit
Two days, same shit, same guys, same whip
No sleep, chain here, gotta do a couple shit
I ain't really with no security, I'm on some muscles shit
Bust moves, had this little meetin' in the mornin'
Still ain't get no sleep yet, afternoon then torn in
Extra sturdy, this the fuckin' city I was born in
So I know if it ever rain today, it's gon' be pourin'
Opps know It's crazy, they could vouch, now we out
Meet the bros up in the whip and we in route
I go to sleep, I wake up hearin' someone following my car
Bitch, who following my car? (Yo, yo, who that?)
No one following my car
I took a look, I saw the car and then I went right back to sleep
I heard, "That's that car again," what? Never, now it's beef
I grab my Glock and I'm like, "Now I'm finna flip 'em on this street"
Bro's like, "Nah, Tjay, you wildin'"
All I do is suck my teeth
We downtown in the city, ain't nobody doin' shit
I'm like, "Nah, bro you buggin', we was dumb, I'd be a lick"
My new piece just came, my old piece a couple bricks
And if that's the opps, what if they pull up and blitz the whip? (Yo, yo, yo, that's them right there)
So we argue, know me, I hop out the roof regardless
Moment niggas see me, that's when the car spinned
Niggas get to laughin', they like, "Told you, T, you tweakin'"
I just go right back to sleep and I'm like, nah, I'm tired of speakin'
Now I'm out the back, thirty later, we at the telly
I won't up when niggas pull up, that shit hurt me and my belly
I ain't get to see if niggas spun the block and got back with us
Fuck around and lose my life just for hangin' with lil' niggas
So we out back to the telly, I relax, finish my nap
Book the stu', so in a few, I'ma go back
Show's lined up, album's soundin' like some crack
So I'm excited for the music comin' out and for the sack
I'm finna go to Paris, really, in a couple hours
This my first time, crazy this shit happened, what a wower
Already got some kills lined up for when I land
Overseas, I be that man, think about it, be like, "Damn"
Now I'm back up, finna go through with the plan
Hit the stu', make a jam, not knowin' (Aw, man)
Anyways, I'm well aware, who's drivin', I don't care
Hit the car clutch and sit down, now there's someone in my rear
Yo, T
These shows don't feel the same
Woke up in the morning (No one can feel my pain)
Calm day (Mmm)
Woke up in the morning, paranoid, my heater tucked
It's a calm day, time to tee it up
I called the plug, told him, "I'ma need some drink"
He said, "You want Trish or Keisha?" I said, "Nigga, what you think?"
Got fried point blank, zombie mode, might faint
In the stu', grind mode, this the picture I'ma paint
Tryna sign shit, it's the day that I met Ice Spice
She came through lookin' nice but I was thinkin', "What's the price?"
But back to me, fell asleep right in the stu', I'm lackin'
Pistol packed, he said, "I don't got it," then he cappin'
I'm not the type, the opps know me, I'm more like the shotta type
Strapped if I don't got to fight, used to have a pocket knife
Back to this, I'm tryna 'member so I don't gas this shit
Truth be told, on what I could see clearly, should be half of it
Plus, I can't spin certain shit, certain shit don't match with this
It's wavy and it fit the bar, but go against my practices
Passionate, next day, I'm back up on the same shit
Two days, same shit, same guys, same whip
No sleep, chain here, gotta do a couple shit
I ain't really with no security, I'm on some muscles shit
Bust moves, had this little meetin' in the mornin'
Still ain't get no sleep yet, afternoon then torn in
Extra sturdy, this the fuckin' city I was born in
So I know if it ever rain today, it's gon' be pourin'
Opps know It's crazy, they could vouch, now we out
Meet the bros up in the whip and we in route
I go to sleep, I wake up hearin' someone following my car
Bitch, who following my car? (Yo, yo, who that?)
No one following my car
I took a look, I saw the car and then I went right back to sleep
I heard, "That's that car again," what? Never, now it's beef
I grab my Glock and I'm like, "Now I'm finna flip 'em on this street"
Bro's like, "Nah, Tjay, you wildin'"
All I do is suck my teeth
We downtown in the city, ain't nobody doin' shit
I'm like, "Nah, bro you buggin', we was dumb, I'd be a lick"
My new piece just came, my old piece a couple bricks
And if that's the opps, what if they pull up and blitz the whip? (Yo, yo, yo, that's them right there)
So we argue, know me, I hop out the roof regardless
Moment niggas see me, that's when the car spinned
Niggas get to laughin', they like, "Told you, T, you tweakin'"
I just go right back to sleep and I'm like, nah, I'm tired of speakin'
Now I'm out the back, thirty later, we at the telly
I won't up when niggas pull up, that shit hurt me and my belly
I ain't get to see if niggas spun the block and got back with us
Fuck around and lose my life just for hangin' with lil' niggas
So we out back to the telly, I relax, finish my nap
Book the stu', so in a few, I'ma go back
Show's lined up, album's soundin' like some crack
So I'm excited for the music comin' out and for the sack
I'm finna go to Paris, really, in a couple hours
This my first time, crazy this shit happened, what a wower
Already got some kills lined up for when I land
Overseas, I be that man, think about it, be like, "Damn"
Now I'm back up, finna go through with the plan
Hit the stu', make a jam, not knowin' (Aw, man)
Anyways, I'm well aware, who's drivin', I don't care
Hit the car clutch and sit down, now there's someone in my rear
Yo, T
Tłumaczenie piosenki
Lil Tjay: June 22nd
Nie ma jeszcze tłumaczenia dla tego utworu
Bądź pierwszy i dodaj swoje tłumaczenie
Reklama
Reklama
Inne teksty wykonawcy
Lil Tjay: June 22nd
-
Last Christmas - feat. Fivio Foreign
- Lil Tjay
-
Good Life
- Lil Tjay
-
Hold On
- Lil Tjay
-
F.N
- Lil Tjay
-
Calling My Phone (feat. 6LACK)
- Lil Tjay
Skomentuj tekst
Lil Tjay: June 22nd
Pisz jako Gość
4000 znaków do wpisania
Twój komentarz może być pierwszy
Reklama
Reklama
Polecane na dziś
Teksty piosenek
-
JET SKI (Kostek, Julita, Wujas)
EKIPA
„Ona chce skakać na jet ski Ona chce skakać na jet ski Ona chce skakać na jet ski Dałem jej sporo lekcji Ona chce skakać na jet ski Ona chce skakać na jet ski Ona chce skakać na jet ski Dałem je”
-
Cali w złocie - feat. Faustyna Maciejczuk
Kizo
„Żeby podbić świat, czuję dzisiaj formę, czekam na Twój znak. I nie pytam, tylko Cię ze sobą porwę, bo wiem, że jesteś na tak. A gdy pojawi się znowu jakiś problem, to ja załatwię to. Nie wszystk”
-
Wild Child (Polska - Eurowizja 2026 preselekcje)
Anastazja Maciąg
„Why so serious? Tell me why you look so mysterious Illusions have got me delirious And over my head when you blow my mind Give me one more desert night I need your venom I'm a wild child Baby”
-
Slavic Boy prod. Crackhouse
QINGA
„Tylko Mój Slavic Boy który jest tu przy mnie ciągle Kiedy ktoś ma problem no to wali go na bombe Spóźnia mi się okres 2 miesiące Modle się by nie był ojcem Idziemy do klubu, mam wysokie obcasy ”
-
Streets Of Minneapolis
Bruce Springsteen
„Through the winter’s ice and cold Down Nicollet Avenue A city aflame fought fire and ice ‘Neath an occupier’s boots King Trump’s private army from the DHS Guns belted to their coats Came to Minn”
Reklama
Ostatnio wyszukiwane
Teksty piosenek
Wybrane
Teksty piosenek
-
Falling in Love
- Matteo Bocelli
-
Tú y yo y tú
- Siddhartha
-
JESZCZE RAZ - x Kaptur
- Kinny Zimmer
-
Garbage
- TWENTY ONE PILOTS
-
MAMA MARBELLA (prod. Beathoven)
- Sentino
-
Zgodnie z planem | Piosenka do filmu Skrzat. Nowy początek
- Wiktor Waligóra
-
KSYWA TO MES
- Ten Typ Mes
-
CENA BYCIA W GRZE
- Blondiee
-
Dzieciaki w innych najkach (prod. Emdot) - ft. Sokół, IzabelKa
- Bonson
-
CHARLIE
- Tom MacDonald
Reklama
Tekst piosenki June 22nd - Lil Tjay, tłumaczenie oraz teledysk. Poznaj słowa utworu June 22nd - Lil Tjay. Znajdź teledyski, teksty i tłumaczenia innych piosenek - Lil Tjay.
Komentarze: 0