作词 : JPEGMAFIA 作曲 : JPEGMAFIA [Verse 1] I'm at the crib with no money, no bitch and no guns, boy, what is you doin' with me? I be looking at these children like, "What is you doin'?" It must be the boomer in me Words pop out these niggas, yes, I know they pussy as **** and we never gon' meet Your beats like my Kimber, the shit never jam, nigga, I'm used to the heat (Facts) These niggas don't know how to score, they just setting the screen **** what you do for the others, boy, what is you doing for me? How do I stay in your mind, lil' bitch, and we still ain't meet? My bitch same color as Dave East I put pause on a nigga like me I spit bars like I never get sleep How did I move in your mind rent-free? Huh, taxing a lease, I think im Prince Ali You minimum wage, I'm Prince Hakeem It's dirty, you alt-right trolls ain't worthy I stay in your mind, it's workin' (Uh) You have no worth, it's hurtin' Don't know any niggas in person (Nah) Never step outside, just lurkin' (Ooh, ooh-yeah) [Verse 2] Oh, that's you, I be for certain My Kimber my main bitch, but, yeah, me and my Glock be flirtin' Be careful where you stay, I left my prints, stay nervous Stand back, stand by, stay learning, uh When one of these crackers get brave and I put Kimbers to their face Y'all better thank me for my service My world different, I'm Kyrie Irving Niggas be bitchin', they have no purpose Testing my patience, I'm going to search you Running a clinic and feeding the nurses Miracle bars, you wrapping a turban Noble savage, I'm Maria Minerva Baby, I feel like a servant It's not like I don't deserve it Patience, trust, gotta earn it Grab my baby, came back to this curvy I feel as dripped and I'm nervous How, how How it feels when I bring up your memory Ooh, you feelin' me now, keep callin' me from his house The pressure on pile, all these sticks, I just can't put it down Now I hear 'bout my name in your mouth All that money, he still on my couch What that smell like? Bars I'm a thot that was never in doubt They love me 'cause I spin on them messy They **** you 'cause you giving them clout **** a girl, make a beat on my couch On the road to some riches, I'm laughing 'Cause I keep running into your— (Uh) How I keep running into your exes? I keep texting, know she get the message Feed her
[00:00.000] 作词 : JPEGMAFIA [00:00.000] 作曲 : JPEGMAFIA [00:00.0][Verse 1] [00:15.3]I'm at the crib with no money, no bitch and no guns, boy, what is you doin' with me? [00:17.77]I be looking at these children like, "What is you doin'?" It must be the boomer in me [00:21.45]Words pop out these niggas, yes, I know they pussy as **** and we never gon' meet [00:25.28]Your beats like my Kimber, the shit never jam, nigga, I'm used to the heat (Facts) [00:28.79]These niggas don't know how to score, they just setting the screen [00:32.4]**** what you do for the others, boy, what is you doing for me? [00:34.33]How do I stay in your mind, lil' bitch, and we still ain't meet? [00:37.8]My bitch same color as Dave East [00:39.29]I put pause on a nigga like me [00:40.76]I spit bars like I never get sleep [00:42.64]How did I move in your mind rent-free? [00:44.57]Huh, taxing a lease, I think im Prince Ali [00:47.13]You minimum wage, I'm Prince Hakeem [00:49.5]It's dirty, you alt-right trolls ain't worthy [00:51.56]I stay in your mind, it's workin' (Uh) [00:53.60]You have no worth, it's hurtin' [00:55.51]Don't know any niggas in person (Nah) [00:57.15]Never step outside, just lurkin' (Ooh, ooh-yeah) [00:58.83][Verse 2] [01:04.92]Oh, that's you, I be for certain [01:06.60]My Kimber my main bitch, but, yeah, me and my Glock be flirtin' [01:10.14]Be careful where you stay, I left my prints, stay nervous [01:13.94]Stand back, stand by, stay learning, uh [01:15.65]When one of these crackers get brave and I put Kimbers to their face [01:21.46]Y'all better thank me for my service [01:23.17]My world different, I'm Kyrie Irving [01:25.1]Niggas be bitchin', they have no purpose [01:26.82]Testing my patience, I'm going to search you [01:28.63]Running a clinic and feeding the nurses [01:30.41]Miracle bars, you wrapping a turban [01:32.27]Noble savage, I'm Maria Minerva [01:35.79]Baby, I feel like a servant [01:37.59]It's not like I don't deserve it [01:39.64]Patience, trust, gotta earn it [01:42.45]Grab my baby, came back to this curvy [01:44.25]I feel as dripped and I'm nervous [01:46.27]How, how [01:48.18]How it feels when I bring up your memory [01:51.27]Ooh, you feelin' me now, keep callin' me from his house [01:55.7]The pressure on pile, all these sticks, I just can't put it down [01:58.49]Now I hear 'bout my name in your mouth [02:00.14]All that money, he still on my couch [02:02.28]What that smell like? Bars [02:04.27]I'm a thot that was never in doubt [02:06.11]They love me 'cause I spin on them messy [02:07.98]They **** you 'cause you giving them clout [02:09.81]**** a girl, make a beat on my couch [02:11.46]On the road to some riches, I'm laughing [02:13.76]'Cause I keep running into your— (Uh) [02:15.58]How I keep running into your exes? [02:17.65]I keep texting, know she get the message [02:19.50]Feed her
