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Paroles de la chanson GOD'S COUNTRY par Travis Scott
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la (Watchin' in)
Only one they watching in, yeah (La, la, la, la)
La, la, la, la
It ain't up to you no more (More)
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
God Country, this is war
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-oo)
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la (Watchin' in)
Only one they watching in, yeah (La, la, la, la)
La, la, la, la
It ain't up to you no more (More)
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
God Country, this is war
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-oo)
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Wakin' up, I see the light (Light, light, light)
I been drunk and it's alright ('Right, 'right, 'right)
I took the drive to clear my mental (Mental)
Would tint the whip but it's a bike (Bike, bike, bike)
It's demon time, I got it on me (On me)
Might earn a teardrop overnight ('Night, 'night, 'night)
Wear Louis shades to block my psyche (Psyche)
It's hot as hell, but we're the ice
You in God's Country, not in Montgomery
Go Ted Bundy, then go home and play Al Bundy
The card black and you know it got a sky limit
I make a mill' every , you decide, choice is yours (Yeah)
(La, la, la, la)
The butterfly reflect the doors (Yeah)
I been drunk and it's alright ('Right, 'right, 'right)
I took the drive to clear my mental (Mental)
Would tint the whip but it's a bike (Bike, bike, bike)
It's demon time, I got it on me (On me)
Might earn a teardrop overnight ('Night, 'night, 'night)
Wear Louis shades to block my psyche (Psyche)
It's hot as hell, but we're the ice
You in God's Country, not in Montgomery
Go Ted Bundy, then go home and play Al Bundy
The card black and you know it got a sky limit
I make a mill' every , you decide, choice is yours (Yeah)
(La, la, la, la)
The butterfly reflect the doors (Yeah)
(La, la, la, la)
I hit the gas and metamorph
(La, la, la, la)
Couldn't get this shit off credit score
(La, la, la, la)
Hunnid thousand packed in fans
(La, la, la, la)
Got 'em jumpin' with no hands (Hands, hands, hands)
(La, la, la, la)
Need more spaces where we jam (Jam, jam, jam)
(La, la, la, la)
In God's Country wit' the fam' (Fam', fam', fam',)
(La, la, la, la)
Yeah, woah
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
I hit the gas and metamorph
(La, la, la, la)
Couldn't get this shit off credit score
(La, la, la, la)
Hunnid thousand packed in fans
(La, la, la, la)
Got 'em jumpin' with no hands (Hands, hands, hands)
(La, la, la, la)
Need more spaces where we jam (Jam, jam, jam)
(La, la, la, la)
In God's Country wit' the fam' (Fam', fam', fam',)
(La, la, la, la)
Yeah, woah
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
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