Текст песни
Gone with the wind, oh lord, yeah I’ve gone too high,
Gone with the wind, oh no, it’s not your’s, it’s mine.
Young chick and she brought me whole new weed,
Should I use the strap, couse she gon wee wee.
Got so many bad habits, but I’m all new kid,
Homies start a riot, couse the world weak weak.
Oh, ah, ih, if you wanna feel that bullshit,
I’m that ill, I’m so satisfied by,
I’m that, I’m that, I’m that ill, I’m so satisfied by cruel shit.
Oh, bitch you thrilled, here’s how we can check who is true chick.
I’m wavy from head to toe, and I’ll keep it till the end of the road.
And you can rest assured that I’ll make you spinning like stroboscope.
Well, I can give you my word, that I’ll become for you like flogging,
Just try to throw the stone and you can start to wait for flooding.
Gone with the wind, oh lord, yeah I’ve gone too high,
Gone with the wind, oh no, it’s not your’s, it’s mine.
So, hold your love and take a breath,
I don’t need your heart, I just need your ass.
I can always drive you freekn crazy,
I can always drive you like like my baby.
Gone with the wind, oh lord, yeah I’ve gone too high,
Gone with the wind, oh no, it’s not your’s, it’s mine.
