作词 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Carl E. Martin/Leslie Wakefield Jr./Jachin Jenkins 作曲 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Carl E. Martin/Leslie Wakefield Jr./Jachin Jenkins Wait hold up, I'm finna turn this ***** up (Mustard on the beat ho) Ridin' through the city, where it's litty Countin hunnids, countin fifties I like b*****s with big t*****s Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty Countin hunnids, countin fifties I like b*****s with big t*****s I'm finna shoot a pornflick, ***** come get your cameo She got a baby-daddy and a kid, but she ain't tell me though She runnin' from the D, Oh My God, she's a scary hoe I kill *****, I hope she got insurance for the burial Wait hold up, how you even know me? "Oh I heard you on the radio" My pockets on fatboys, shoutout too Lil Terrio The hardest ***** always singing louder than the stereo Commit a crime, then starting pointing fingers Like "There he go" I be fresh to death, fly as hell when I walk through Why ****** hatin' on me, that I ain't never even talked too? Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, *****, who are you? Oh, you still mad from High-School 'Cause the coach didn't start you? I take my hoes too Toys'R'Us Why? 'Cause they childish You gon' find a better *****? Baby I highly doubt it Just like a old-ass whip, these hoes got high mileage Stop gossipin', ***** you still live' in Public Housin' You ain't bi, she only **** with ****** with the blue-check I ain't ******' with her, even though I got the blue-check On Instagram, and my bank account, big blue check I'm a cold *****, when I come around, she made the crewneck Knockin' 'em down like dominoes, I'm freaky, yeah, who next? Even though our convos be dry, I got you wet I gave her good D, now she braggin' in a group-chat Now she always poppin' up, like a new text I got a mic I can sing, you can be my Whitney Houston I 'ont want a lot, but just like Nike, I'm tryna' do it Your secrets ain't for me, 'Cause I don't care 'bout who you screwing The people say I'm famous, really I be really coolin' I'm a fool, but that jewelry look fake, who you foolin'? The ****** that be flexin' on the 'gram, be really losin' Hey tough guy, don't play with guns, if you ain't really shootin' Stop playin', them ****** in LA be really true Ridin' through the city, where it's litty Countin hunnids, countin fifties I like b*****s with big t*****s Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty Countin hunnids, countin fifties I like b*****s with big t*****s Ridin' through the city, where it's litty Countin hunnids, countin fifties I like b*****s with big t*****s Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty Countin hunnids, countin fifties I like b*****s with big t*****s
[00:00.000] 作词 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Carl E. Martin/Leslie Wakefield Jr./Jachin Jenkins [00:01.000] 作曲 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Carl E. Martin/Leslie Wakefield Jr./Jachin Jenkins [00:06.51]Wait hold up, I'm finna turn this ***** up [00:08.55](Mustard on the beat ho) [00:09.30]Ridin' through the city, where it's litty [00:10.86]Countin hunnids, countin fifties [00:11.90]I like b*****s with big t*****s [00:13.46]Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty [00:15.56]Countin hunnids, countin fifties [00:16.64]I like b*****s with big t*****s [00:18.06]I'm finna shoot a pornflick, ***** come get your cameo [00:20.30]She got a baby-daddy and a kid, but she ain't tell me though [00:22.63]She runnin' from the D, Oh My God, she's a scary hoe [00:25.10]I kill *****, I hope she got insurance for the burial [00:27.12]Wait hold up, how you even know me? [00:29.09]"Oh I heard you on the radio" [00:30.24]My pockets on fatboys, shoutout too Lil Terrio [00:32.57]The hardest ***** always singing louder than the stereo [00:34.96]Commit a crime, then starting pointing fingers [00:37.10]Like "There he go" [00:37.75]I be fresh to death, fly as hell when I walk through [00:39.69]Why ****** hatin' on me, that I ain't never even talked too? [00:42.01]Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, *****, who are you? [00:44.50]Oh, you still mad from High-School [00:45.64]'Cause the coach didn't start you? [00:46.82]I take my hoes too Toys'R'Us [00:47.99]Why? 'Cause they childish [00:49.14]You gon' find a better *****? Baby I highly doubt it [00:51.50]Just like a old-ass whip, these hoes got high mileage [00:53.60]Stop gossipin', ***** you still live' in Public Housin' [00:55.79]You ain't bi, she only **** with ****** with the blue-check [00:58.48]I ain't ******' with her, even though I got the blue-check [01:00.90]On Instagram, and my bank account, big blue check [01:03.19]I'm a cold *****, when I come around, she made the crewneck [01:05.70]Knockin' 'em down like dominoes, I'm freaky, yeah, who next? [01:07.87]Even though our convos be dry, I got you wet [01:10.21]I gave her good D, now she braggin' in a group-chat [01:12.59]Now she always poppin' up, like a new text [01:15.10]I got a mic I can sing, you can be my Whitney Houston [01:17.25]I 'ont want a lot, but just like Nike, I'm tryna' do it [01:19.67]Your secrets ain't for me, [01:20.69]'Cause I don't care 'bout who you screwing [01:21.99]The people say I'm famous, really I be really coolin' [01:24.32]I'm a fool, but that jewelry look fake, who you foolin'? [01:26.71]The ****** that be flexin' on the 'gram, be really losin' [01:29.13]Hey tough guy, don't play with guns, if you ain't really shootin' [01:31.36]Stop playin', them ****** in LA be really true [01:33.59]Ridin' through the city, where it's litty [01:35.70]Countin hunnids, countin fifties [01:36.68]I like b*****s with big t*****s [01:37.80]Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty [01:40.16]Countin hunnids, countin fifties [01:41.32]I like b*****s with big t*****s [01:42.76]Ridin' through the city, where it's litty [01:44.86]Countin hunnids, countin fifties [01:45.91]I like b*****s with big t*****s [01:47.34]Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty [01:49.48]Countin hunnids, countin fifties [01:50.69]I like b*****s with big t*****s
