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  • 作词 : Guapdad 4000/Buddy/!llmind
    作曲 : Guapdad 4000/Buddy/!llmind
    Flying out frequently
    Constantly traveling
    I feel like Makaveli right now
    I get around
    I get around
    London and then Paris
    Africa Italy
    Racking up frequent flyer miles
    I get around
    I get around

    Would you
    Love me
    While I'm
    Surfing

    Tell me
    Would you
    Love, me
    While I'm
    Surfing

    I'm just tryna get these commas lil bit
    You think I don't miss my momma lil bit
    I know I been f**king up a lil bit
    At least when I come back I'm coming back rich

    People I wanna take but I can't talk all of 'em
    I don't want to be on the internet fake balling
    Rolling Stone roaming charges on my phone calling
    Money young but I’m rapping till I'm wheezy like I'm from New Orleans
    She don't understand the s**t it takes, I'm going all in
    She just see them CC's and them VV's on them broads man
    You cannot compare your success
    To other people success
    Because you just gone end up stressed baby

    You know I'd rather be sitting here in yo face
    I got booked for a new tour out the way
    It's a labor of love I'm a slave
    When I can’t f**k with you, s**t is lame

    Flying out frequently
    Constantly traveling
    I feel like Makaveli right now
    I get around
    I get around
    London and then Paris
    Africa Italy
    Racking up frequent flyer miles
    I get around
    I get around

    Would you
    Love me
    While I'm
    Surfing

    Tell me
    Would you
    Love, me
    While I'm
    Surfing

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  • 作词 : Guapdad 4000/Buddy/!llmind
    作曲 : Guapdad 4000/Buddy/!llmind
    Flying out frequently
    Constantly traveling
    I feel like Makaveli right now
    I get around
    I get around
    London and then Paris
    Africa Italy
    Racking up frequent flyer miles
    I get around
    I get around

    Would you
    Love me
    While I'm
    Surfing

    Tell me
    Would you
    Love, me
    While I'm
    Surfing

    I'm just tryna get these commas lil bit
    You think I don't miss my momma lil bit
    I know I been f**king up a lil bit
    At least when I come back I'm coming back rich

    People I wanna take but I can't talk all of 'em
    I don't want to be on the internet fake balling
    Rolling Stone roaming charges on my phone calling
    Money young but I’m rapping till I'm wheezy like I'm from New Orleans
    She don't understand the s**t it takes, I'm going all in
    She just see them CC's and them VV's on them broads man
    You cannot compare your success
    To other people success
    Because you just gone end up stressed baby

    You know I'd rather be sitting here in yo face
    I got booked for a new tour out the way
    It's a labor of love I'm a slave
    When I can’t f**k with you, s**t is lame

    Flying out frequently
    Constantly traveling
    I feel like Makaveli right now
    I get around
    I get around
    London and then Paris
    Africa Italy
    Racking up frequent flyer miles
    I get around
    I get around

    Would you
    Love me
    While I'm
    Surfing

    Tell me
    Would you
    Love, me
    While I'm
    Surfing

    版权声明:未经著作权人书面许可,任何人不得以任何方式使用(包括翻唱、翻录等)