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  • 作词 : Jack LoMastro/Jason Goldberg/Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Washington/Tahj Morgan/Wallis Lane
    作曲 : Jack LoMastro/Jason Goldberg/Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Washington/Tahj Morgan/Wallis Lane
    Uh
    Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
    Walk in the room and these b**ches gon' choose
    Don't wear designer, I still make the news
    Carry that bag, with that cash, overload (I feel it)
    Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own (Brrt, brrt)
    She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong
    Fu**ked up 'bout that, lettin' bro blow out her mind
    Put on AP, and I wear by the two
    Gossipin' b**ch, she can't hold in the truth
    I hit 'em both from the back, by the two (By the two)
    I flew the b**ch on a jet, with her crew
    I let 'em vacation, while cases I'm facin' (Yeah)
    I live like barbarian, my life is amazin'
    Made and broke bread with my n!gga, I cut off the traces
    Pay the dough, fight the system, no odds in the case, and I go (Yeah, yeah)
    Identify me with murder detectives
    These silly lil' n!ggas, my bank account bigger
    With the slime I was steppin', I shoot out the Chevy (Bah)
    I be fresh as the f**k, with my cup full of medi'
    Tell 'em, "Put up twenty million," I'm on it, I'm with it
    Just say, and I'll be on the way (Yeah)
    B**ch think I'ma fall for her, just cause of her waist
    Play the wrong way, throw the drink at her face (Ho, woah)
    Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
    Walk in the room and these b**ches gon' choose (Gon' choose)
    Don't wear designer, I still make the news (Make the news)
    Carry that bag, with that cash, overload (Overload)
    Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own (On my own)
    She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong (Bah)
    F**ked up 'bout that, lettin' bro blow out her mind
    She don't want me, and I changed her perspective
    I think my neighbor linked up with detectives
    You know these n!ggas ain't sh*t, so be careful
    Know that your friend let me f**k if I test her
    Get in it, hit it, then blow out the fender
    Your ho, she got that good brain like professor
    Got her on drink, now she barely can think
    For to shake back, she think she can take Alka-Seltzer
    Don't stop it, I keep it goin' for the better
    Skeleton AP, I think that I'm Rich The Kid (Skeleton AP)
    F**k on Nene and I think 'bout relapsin'
    Your Highness, you know I'm controllin' the castle
    Count it up backwards, you know that I'm a factor
    F**ked her so hard, 'til she start havin' 'tractions
    Straight out her top, start poppin' them capsules
    Bought you the watch, cause this bitch here a master (Rich as it get, man)
    Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
    Walk in the room and these b**ches gon' choose (Gon' choose)
    Don't wear designer, I still make the news
    Carry that bag, with that cash, overload
    Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own
    She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong
    F**ked up 'bout that, lettin' bro blow out her mind
    Big coupe (Let's go), ridin' and you know them choppers in it too
    Tell them niggas that they better chill with that, "Rah, rah"
    Voice deep when I speak, coated throat off the lean
    Clear the scene, let it sing, Skully he gon' pop out (Frrt)
    In it, let it hit it 'til you fall out (Dum)
    Goyard phone case for my son (Y'all n!ggas are nothin')
    Pretty lil' b**ch and she look like Milan
    I give her fightings in the back when she front
    Top, big coupe, ridin' and you know them choppers in it too
    Tell them n!ggas that they better chill with that, "Rah, rah"
    Better chill with that, "Rah, rah"
    You know these n!ggas dyin'
    Pretty lil b**ch and she look like Milan
    I give her fightin's in the back when she front (Yeah, huh)
    They know that I'm takin' it to another level
    Can't quit it, keep goin', just for the better
    Ain't quittin', I'm goin, just for the better (Woah)
    Three hundred thousand dollar Skeleton, plain
    Pretty lil' b**ch and she look like Milan
    I give her fightings in the back when she front
    Tell her to wipe it
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Jack LoMastro/Jason Goldberg/Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Washington/Tahj Morgan/Wallis Lane
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Jack LoMastro/Jason Goldberg/Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Washington/Tahj Morgan/Wallis Lane
    [00:03.402]Uh
    [00:03.937]Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
    [00:05.540]Walk in the room and these b**ches gon' choose
    [00:07.196]Don't wear designer, I still make the news
    [00:09.057]Carry that bag, with that cash, overload (I feel it)
    [00:10.904]Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own (Brrt, brrt)
    [00:12.760]She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong
    [00:14.621]Fu**ked up 'bout that, lettin' bro blow out her mind
    [00:16.475]Put on AP, and I wear by the two
    [00:18.365]Gossipin' b**ch, she can't hold in the truth
    [00:20.235]I hit 'em both from the back, by the two (By the two)
    [00:22.103]I flew the b**ch on a jet, with her crew
    [00:23.948]I let 'em vacation, while cases I'm facin' (Yeah)
    [00:25.805]I live like barbarian, my life is amazin'
    [00:27.663]Made and broke bread with my n!gga, I cut off the traces
    [00:29.260]Pay the dough, fight the system, no odds in the case, and I go (Yeah, yeah)
    [00:31.403]Identify me with murder detectives
    [00:33.784]These silly lil' n!ggas, my bank account bigger
    [00:35.412]With the slime I was steppin', I shoot out the Chevy (Bah)
    [00:37.264]I be fresh as the f**k, with my cup full of medi'
    [00:39.128]Tell 'em, "Put up twenty million," I'm on it, I'm with it
    [00:40.983]Just say, and I'll be on the way (Yeah)
    [00:43.118]B**ch think I'ma fall for her, just cause of her waist
    [00:44.698]Play the wrong way, throw the drink at her face (Ho, woah)
    [00:47.911]Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
    [00:50.036]Walk in the room and these b**ches gon' choose (Gon' choose)
    [00:51.891]Don't wear designer, I still make the news (Make the news)
    [00:53.479]Carry that bag, with that cash, overload (Overload)
    [00:55.345]Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own (On my own)
    [00:57.214]She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong (Bah)
    [00:59.063]F**ked up 'bout that, lettin' bro blow out her mind
    [01:00.915]She don't want me, and I changed her perspective
    [01:02.784]I think my neighbor linked up with detectives
    [01:04.906]You know these n!ggas ain't sh*t, so be careful
    [01:06.512]Know that your friend let me f**k if I test her
    [01:08.371]Get in it, hit it, then blow out the fender
    [01:10.245]Your ho, she got that good brain like professor
    [01:12.100]Got her on drink, now she barely can think
    [01:13.714]For to shake back, she think she can take Alka-Seltzer
    [01:15.836]Don't stop it, I keep it goin' for the better
    [01:17.705]Skeleton AP, I think that I'm Rich The Kid (Skeleton AP)
    [01:19.573]F**k on Nene and I think 'bout relapsin'
    [01:21.428]Your Highness, you know I'm controllin' the castle
    [01:23.811]Count it up backwards, you know that I'm a factor
    [01:25.405]F**ked her so hard, 'til she start havin' 'tractions
    [01:27.263]Straight out her top, start poppin' them capsules
    [01:29.119]Bought you the watch, cause this bitch here a master (Rich as it get, man)
    [01:31.009]Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
    [01:34.188]Walk in the room and these b**ches gon' choose (Gon' choose)
    [01:36.040]Don't wear designer, I still make the news
    [01:37.914]Carry that bag, with that cash, overload
    [01:41.598]Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own
    [01:41.853]She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong
    [01:43.449]F**ked up 'bout that, lettin' bro blow out her mind
    [01:45.324]Big coupe (Let's go), ridin' and you know them choppers in it too
    [01:47.164]Tell them niggas that they better chill with that, "Rah, rah"
    [01:49.306]Voice deep when I speak, coated throat off the lean
    [01:50.898]Clear the scene, let it sing, Skully he gon' pop out (Frrt)
    [01:53.280]In it, let it hit it 'til you fall out (Dum)
    [01:54.867]Goyard phone case for my son (Y'all n!ggas are nothin')
    [01:56.733]Pretty lil' b**ch and she look like Milan
    [01:58.071]I give her fightings in the back when she front
    [02:03.655]Top, big coupe, ridin' and you know them choppers in it too
    [02:05.772]Tell them n!ggas that they better chill with that, "Rah, rah"
    [02:11.115]Better chill with that, "Rah, rah"
    [02:14.046]You know these n!ggas dyin'
    [02:15.366]Pretty lil b**ch and she look like Milan
    [02:17.513]I give her fightin's in the back when she front (Yeah, huh)
    [02:18.321]They know that I'm takin' it to another level
    [02:20.462]Can't quit it, keep goin', just for the better
    [02:22.047]Ain't quittin', I'm goin, just for the better (Woah)
    [02:24.195]Three hundred thousand dollar Skeleton, plain
    [02:26.573]Pretty lil' b**ch and she look like Milan
    [02:28.169]I give her fightings in the back when she front
    [02:29.493]Tell her to wipe it