tolerance lyrics
by zodiak
[Intro]
(Pink)
[Verse]
Huh, hotter than the (Uh-huh)
Hotter than the sun, hotter than the (Uh-huh)
Hotter than the sun, hotter than the (Uh-huh)
Hotter than the sun, hotter than the, yeah (manyfaces)
She want Isabel Marant, I don't want, I can't cop, yeah (Yeah)
All these bad b*tches on me, it's like they fightin' for my c*ck, yeah (Yeah)
I was in New York, my brother reachin' for that Glock, yeah (Yeah)
And I can't stop sippin' that blood, I'm a vamp, that's my lifeline
Uh, I just left Paris today, yeah (Yah)
Told that bih, "Get out my face," yeah (Yah)
Told that bih, "Get out my place if you ain't suckin' today", yеah (Yah, yah)
I was off four Xans last night all I could do is just stay up, yeah (Woah)
I wanna feel that sh*t, huh (Yeah)
I wanna turn up, not stop (Yeah)
I wanna turn up now, b*tch (Yеah)
See me poppin' all these pills, but I don't feel sh*t (Feel sh*t no more)
She see me poppin' all these Xans, you know she love it (Yeah)
Goin' up on all my opps, I told 'em, "f*ck them" (Yeah)
Huh, came in that bih with the swag, swag
Came in that bih with a FN (Woah-woah)
Came in that bih with my MAC tucked (Woah-woah)
I got lethal weapons (Woah-woah)
I just flew bad bih from London (Woah-woah)
And she got a accent (Woah-woah)
Wanna make money from Monday all the way to Sunday, yeah, huh (Woah)
All these n*ggas tried to f*ckin' backdoor (Yeah)
That's the reason why I'm stayin' solo (Yeah)
60 milligrams of Oxy', feelin' at home (Home)
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
I'm the one she pop that pus*y on (Yeah)
She gon' save herself until I go come home (Uh-huh)
Gotta keep it player, baby, can't teach you the code (Nah)
Yeah, I was born for this sh*t, I was born to break the mold, yeah (Uh-huh)
Look at my account, dot, dot
I'm finna make her bed rock (Yeah)
I'm finna make her legs shake (Yeah)
I'm in there playin' that hopscotch (Yeah)
I can't sign no deal, lil' b*tch, I can't be no damn product (Yeah, yeah)
Raf Simons, Rick Owens on me, knew that's Prada (Yeah, yeah)
She act like I don't got issues too, lil' b*tch, like you don't give no f*ck (What?)
I'm finna go duck off (Yeah)
Do what the f*ck I want (Want)
Do what the f*ck I love (Love, love)
Which is poppin' drugs (Drugs, drugs)
Which is poppin' Percocet, mix it with the mud (Mud)
[Outro]
Make these n*ggas wait a while, hell nah, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck (Woah)
Uh, uh-uh (Woah, woah)
Uh, uh-uh (Yeah, woah)