作曲 : Isaih Rivera/Kyle Resto/Anthony Rampias Ayy, yuh, uh, yeah, ayy Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walkin' outside I was raised to be on my s**t, stay ten toes, what? Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walkin' outside I was raised to be on my s**t, stay ten toes outside Like is you really down to ride? Don't think you live this life I could walk to Hell and back and know I'd be alright I told my dog to watch my back, 'cause him and I, we can't lack Keep it silent when I'm walking, I stop tweakin' with the flats And I just made a call to Rex, see him on FaceTime with the strap Down pack, racked up on 30 bands, know that Usain Bolt to the guap, fold flat, Hurricane Chris my fist Oh yeah, hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy Beans got me geeking, s**t, I bit down on my cheek, ayy Pulled up in that Royce like who that? They like "S**t, it's Weef" ayy Long way just from trappin' out your mommy's, s**t, I see, ayy 30 on the bezel, damn, like yeah that's just the piece, ayy I can't **** no hoes, that ***** contagious like a sneeze, ayy Blow pounds on the gas and outta space, you know my steez, ayy Blow pounds on the- mm, ayy You can't drag my dirt through my carpet Blowin' smoke like a rocket Pop this ain't no oxy, tell the dead, "I'm sorry" Probably where them knots be, fly like Matt Hardy I pour six inside my eight, me and Death, we got no fate How you show up? This a hold up They can't hold me from my glo up When these ***** ****** gon' grow up? Up that five, you gon' throw up, uh Tweakin' off brick like molly Ridin' with a ***** named Molly, Holly Is that Rich Gang s**t? Hardly Pour the high tech for quali' Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walkin' outside I was raised to be on my s**t, stay ten toes outside Like is you really down to ride? Don't think you live this life I could walk to Hell and back and know I'd be alright I told my dog to watch my back, 'cause him and I, we can't lack Keep it silent when I'm walkin', I stop tweakin' with the flats And I just made a call to Rex, see him on FaceTime with the strap Down pack, racked up on 30 bands, know that Usain Bolt to the guap, fold flat, Hurricane Chris my fist Oh yeah, hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy Beans got me geeking, s**t, I bit down on my cheek, ayy Pulled up in that Royce like who that? They like "S**t, it's Weef" ayy Long way just from trappin' out your mommy's, s**t, I see, ayy 30 on the bezel, damn, like yeah that's just the piece, ayy I can't **** no hoes, that ***** contagious like a sneeze, ayy Blow pounds on the gas and outta space, you know my steez, ayy Blow pounds on the- mm, uh, done
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Isaih Rivera/Kyle Resto/Anthony Rampias [00:01.47]Ayy, yuh, uh, yeah, ayy [00:05.11]Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walkin' outside [00:08.39]I was raised to be on my s**t, stay ten toes, what? [00:11.17]Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walkin' outside [00:14.11]I was raised to be on my s**t, stay ten toes outside [00:17.02]Like is you really down to ride? Don't think you live this life [00:20.03]I could walk to Hell and back and know I'd be alright [00:22.99]I told my dog to watch my back, 'cause him and I, we can't lack [00:26.20]Keep it silent when I'm walking, I stop tweakin' with the flats [00:28.95]And I just made a call to Rex, see him on FaceTime with the strap [00:32.01]Down pack, racked up on 30 bands, know that [00:34.02]Usain Bolt to the guap, fold flat, Hurricane Chris my fist [00:36.45]Oh yeah, hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy [00:38.94]Beans got me geeking, s**t, I bit down on my cheek, ayy [00:41.95]Pulled up in that Royce like who that? [00:43.60]They like "S**t, it's Weef" ayy [00:45.05]Long way just from trappin' out your mommy's, s**t, I see, ayy [00:47.84]30 on the bezel, damn, like yeah that's just the piece, ayy [00:50.77]I can't **** no hoes, that ***** contagious like a sneeze, ayy [00:53.79]Blow pounds on the gas and outta space, you know my steez, ayy [00:56.74]Blow pounds on the- mm, ayy [00:58.39]You can't drag my dirt through my carpet [01:00.28]Blowin' smoke like a rocket [01:01.89]Pop this ain't no oxy, tell the dead, "I'm sorry" [01:04.78]Probably where them knots be, fly like Matt Hardy [01:07.72]I pour six inside my eight, me and Death, we got no fate [01:10.46]How you show up? This a hold up [01:12.01]They can't hold me from my glo up [01:13.53]When these ***** ****** gon' grow up? [01:14.92]Up that five, you gon' throw up, uh [01:16.84]Tweakin' off brick like molly [01:18.15]Ridin' with a ***** named Molly, Holly [01:19.71]Is that Rich Gang s**t? Hardly [01:21.14]Pour the high tech for quali' [01:22.48]Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walkin' outside [01:25.14]I was raised to be on my s**t, stay ten toes outside [01:28.15]Like is you really down to ride? Don't think you live this life [01:31.05]I could walk to Hell and back and know I'd be alright [01:34.04]I told my dog to watch my back, 'cause him and I, we can't lack [01:37.37]Keep it silent when I'm walkin', I stop tweakin' with the flats [01:40.30]And I just made a call to Rex, see him on FaceTime with the strap [01:43.09]Down pack, racked up on 30 bands, know that [01:45.02]Usain Bolt to the guap, fold flat, Hurricane Chris my fist [01:47.57]Oh yeah, hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy [01:50.11]Beans got me geeking, s**t, I bit down on my cheek, ayy [01:52.98]Pulled up in that Royce like who that? [01:54.71]They like "S**t, it's Weef" ayy [01:56.08]Long way just from trappin' out your mommy's, s**t, I see, ayy [01:59.01]30 on the bezel, damn, like yeah that's just the piece, ayy [02:01.90]I can't **** no hoes, that ***** contagious like a sneeze, ayy [02:04.93]Blow pounds on the gas and outta space, you know my steez, ayy [02:07.98]Blow pounds on the- mm, uh, done
