Live Like That Songtext
von Loski

I am Chefren, let′s get it

I can never walk past pagan
Baby, I don't live like that
I heard that your sex is amazing
Pretty one, throw it back
We know the truth
Go check the score, man, we pressure these youts
All of these bands, I can spend it on you
Baby, I′m kidding, she thinks that I'm rude

They're forest scum, ayy

But you already know that
Rate us skidding ′round the ends with a throwback
Skengs on peds, oi, bro, bro, smoke that
You′re talking 'bout drillings that you never done


A boy should′ve dropped by the Beretta jam
We was cool back then
Now if we see them, then we're wetting man
Chatty on the net is so dumb
See us in the flesh, they don′t want none
Scoring every week on the opps, it was so fun
I ain't got the time, I′m getting money, but you know that
I'm beefing with some cowards I don't know at
Covering their face in their vids, then they love chat

See the man is pressure and they can′t hack
Need more blickies back then it was brat backs

I can never walk past pagan
Baby, I don′t live like that
I heard that your sex is amazing
Pretty one, throw it back
We know the truth
Go check the score, man, we pressure these youts
All of these bands, I can spend it on you
Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I′m rude

We know the truth, baby, I'm loose

HS Garza
Should′ve wore a vest, leaving stitches, not plaster
GG ching it and he give it to me after
Designer belts and my pants still sagging
Splash and bragging
Broad day banging
Arsene Wenger, they can't manage
Brother, what happened? I thought you was baddest


How many times have they jetted from me?
Baby, I could have you, but could you get it for me?
Baby, I could have you, but could you get it for me?
′Cause I got plenty gyal in line, but that's another story
Don't talk about the opps, them boys stress
Who gets the most opps? Let′s have a bet
Back then it was the lecs that getting vexed
And my camera ten got her pissing off my ex

I can never walk past pagan
Baby, I don′t live like that
I heard that your sex is amazing
Pretty one, throw it back

We know the truth
Go check the score, man, we pressure these youts
All of these bands, I can spend it on you
Baby, I'm kidding, she thinks that I′m rude

I can never walk past pagan
Baby, I don't live like that
I heard that your sex is amazing
Pretty one, throw it back
We know the truth
Go check the score, man, we pressure these youts
All of these bands, I can spend it on you
Baby, I′m kidding, she thinks that I'm rude