Still Pt. 3 Songtext
von A‐One

I′m sellin' all this heroin, dizzy off the medicine
She lookin′ like she heaven sent, I been up for six days
She been workin' seven nights, I'm just tryna catch a flight
To Mexico and get the white, she got no panties on the flight
Yeah, it′s real mafia shit
It′s YB3, nigga, I'm as real as it gets
You fuckin′ with the other side, you willin' to switch
Cut your lights off, you could call it killin′ the switch
I hit your man four times, I don't need to see him twitch
So many zeros in my bank account, I think it be a glitch
Movin′ all around the world, movin' all these kicks
Perico, I whip it in the kitchen like grits


Sellin' all this heroin, feelin′ all adrenaline
Killin′ all these silly men, killin' all these silly men
Sellin′ all this heroin, feelin' all adrenaline
Killin′ all these silly men
Sellin' all this heroin, killin′ all these silly men
Feelin' all adrenaline
Sellin' all this heroin, feelin′ all adrenaline
Killin′ all these silly men

Sellin' perico like it′s legal, I'm makin′ C-notes
My bitch ask me what I want, I told her I need poquito
That mean a little more, I'm ridin′ in the Porsche
From sellin' all this heroin, I swear her body heaven sent
She like the way I mail these bricks
I met her in the club and shit
She said she wanna try some pit
So I let her take a hit of this
She say she feelin' all adrenaline
I′ma play this bitch like violins
I′ma keep this shit real to the end
Killin' these niggas, no pens


Sellin′ all this heroin, feelin' all adrenaline
Killin′ all these silly men, killin' all these silly men
Sellin′ all this heroin, feelin' all adrenaline
Killin' all these silly men
Sellin′ all this heroin, killin′ all these silly men
Feelin' all adrenaline
Sellin′ all this heroin, feelin' all adrenaline
Killin′ all these silly men