Gonzy – ROSETTA STONE (part. Rstles$ y Ca$h Tre) (Lyrics & Video)

ROSETTA STONE (part. Rstles$ y Ca$h Tre) – Gonzy Letra

Eh

Que alguien me explique una cosa

¿De dónde saca Gonzy tanto flow (eh)

Tanto estilo y tanto talento?

Porque, de verdad

Me gustaría que alguien me lo explicara

Esa persona no es de este planeta

Es sobrenatural

Y'all really be thinking

Y'all got one up on me or some'

That's not true (haha)

Yeah (ou-you-you)

In Miami with the Molly

These hoes be battin' an eye

I just lay home with a ten

She let me hit on the first night (yeah)

Stop playing with me

They like, what the fuck

He saying to me

I gotta save a couple comments

For the sanity and you know

I do it all for the family

Yes I did, did it again (yeah)

Winning again (baby)

Lost my ways

Now I'm humble again

Want a feature with me

Listen now that's how I'm on the lay

Let me do my little dance and we trending again (agh)

As you just call me silly

I make these just put out the resist on

Let's do this man, what we love right?

Shit, fuck it let's do it

Rstless

The whole time

My door close like the Jackson five

Cup push tryna test the game like a pay raise

They ain't qualified

Bro steady give me good news

Cause the real static ain't televised

Other warden with the old school when he hit the gas

Can't see the sign, pull up on us

Like we lay awake

Tryna test day we big guys

Remember, me and Gonzy you split ten piece with a small fry

Now if a pussy beef with you with no issue get it supersize

Shawty ain't too small but off a brain

I call her come lie

We been grind

I've been in it for long time

Teenagers been a long time

Up in gone crib for like three years tryna make the beat cry

Girls go me and Trey

Broad day we tryna ball

Mommy'll look way better

If you close your damn mouth

Met my first chick on some girls

I'm from the south

Pussy talkin' riddles but I swear we find'em out

Shawty in my ear and she gon' talk about loud ones (yeah-yeah)

Te dejo al la'o

Yeah I did, did it again (yeah)

Winning again (baby)

Lost my ways

Now I'm humble again

Want a feature with me

Listen now that's how I'm on the lay

Let me do my little dance and we trending again (agh)

Yeah, Aye

Life in the crib

You know they had to call me this three oh five

As a bitch I bet the ticket

Woke up and so green on the horror

That shit feel better than six

Whenever you, you can just call to Charla

I'm a black panther

And shit nothing like you couldn't be no seminar

But I'm still the goat in the end

What else to do?

What else to do?

Hit the nine five is in peace again

We in black trucks Gonzy seize the Benz

What else to do?

Put some more fire on your ass

Hit my name to brand (huh)

What else to do?

Went to high school with stems

But I'm striking like cobra'

Mpd keep on pulling me over

I'm in space ain't no way that

I'm sober

We ain't told you this

Miami Florida got more awkward orange

Then talk about lower pan the menu

I tell her can't sober

When I'm Cuban

I'll be like can't brother

We so flooded just baby we too lying

You a buster ass rhyming like we're high

Shout the ruler me out in the blue high

She get wicked lil boy

Keep your ruler