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  • 作词 : Noah Smith/Bill K. Kapri/Pablo Alberto Sanchez/Gonçalo Brás/Aaron Raj Tanarasoo/Devokeyous Keyshawn Hamilton
    作曲 : Noah Smith/Bill K. Kapri/Pablo Alberto Sanchez/Gonçalo Brás/Aaron Raj Tanarasoo/Devokeyous Keyshawn Hamilton
    [Intro: Yeat, Kodak Black & LAZER DIM 700]
    Poppin' shit, chasin' bitches, it's a lifestyle
    Woo-woo, ****, **** (Give me that back)
    (Uh, king Tonk')
    I'm still high as shit, I'm still high
    I feel fly, shit

    [Chorus: Yeat]
    Way too rich, LYFESTYLE
    Off with what? Off with your head (Head, yeah)
    Diamonds on me, blind 'em like they seein' black, huh, huh
    Whole car matte black and the windows tint, huh
    Okay, so what? I don't talk to them, huh
    Backstab your bitch, I pick apart your art to them, huh
    ****ed up, oh, you ****ed up, huh
    Oh, your luck up, oh, your time's up, yeah
    I'm a billionaire member (Woo), I'm a geek star, remember?
    I feel like I'm talkin' to deaf people the way I'm tellin' you (Woah)
    **** all that lil' extra shit (Woo), you know the god back
    Pull up Bentley, Bentley, Bentley all black
    **** what you said, I don't want your words, no, don't tell me
    Smack they ass with reverse-able belt like it's LV (Ha)
    Bitch, I'm geeked, yeah, I'm set to sail, yeah, don't help me (Woah)
    Did it by myself, so I don't got nobody to tell me nothing, yeah

    [Verse: Kodak Black]
    Bitch, this a VL, this ain't LV
    Vulture Love, not Louis Vuitton
    Now tell me you can't tell this 'cause [?]
    Tryna get dope, oh, you bluffin'
    See my dope, yeah, you cuffin'
    I'm tryna get high as shit
    I stay high as me
    I get fly as wings
    I can hardly sleep
    Every day Halloween
    I don't want weed, I'm on a bean
    I'm a roller, not a stoner
    Even rehab don't work
    You can't even pay me to be sober
    So fly, thought I could fly
    Got so high, I'm tryna fly
    Don't know why, must have thought I was a vulture (Yeah)
    Eight percs to the face, need a chauffeur
    Thinkin' like, "How many can I take 'til I croak over?"
    Bad bitch on her knees, say she Lebanese
    Project baby, when I was born, I had a felony
    357 sport, lookin' for, remember me?
    Paid me back same way I gave you that
    Bitch, don't tell me shit

    [Chorus: Yeat & Kodak Black]
    Way too rich, LYFESTYLE
    Off with what? Tryna cut your head off (Yeah, yeah)
    Yeah, diamonds on me, blind 'em like they seein' black, huh, huh
    Whole car matte black and the windows tint, huh
    Okay, so what? I don't talk to them, huh
    Backstab your bitch, I pick apart your art to them, huh
    ****ed up, oh, you ****ed up, huh
    Oh, your luck up, oh, your time's up, yeah
    I'm a billionaire member (Woo), I'm a geek star, remember?
    I feel like I'm talkin' to deaf people the way I'm tellin' you (Woah)
    **** all that lil' extra shit (Woo), you know the god back
    Pull up Bentley, Bentley, Bentley all black
    **** what you said, I don't want your words, no, don't tell me
    Smack they ass with reverse-able belt like it's LV (Ha)
    Bitch, I'm geeked, yeah, I'm set to sail, yeah, don't help me (Woah)
    Did it by myself, so I don't got nobody to tell me nothing, yeah

    [Outro: Kodak Black]
    Drop the ski mask, I look like Yeat, don't call me Kodak Black
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Noah Smith/Bill K. Kapri/Pablo Alberto Sanchez/Gonçalo Brás/Aaron Raj Tanarasoo/Devokeyous Keyshawn Hamilton
    [00:00.011] 作曲 : Noah Smith/Bill K. Kapri/Pablo Alberto Sanchez/Gonçalo Brás/Aaron Raj Tanarasoo/Devokeyous Keyshawn Hamilton
    [00:00.023][Intro: Yeat, Kodak Black & LAZER DIM 700]
    [00:00.937]Poppin' shit, chasin' bitches, it's a lifestyle
    [00:02.919]Woo-woo, ****, **** (Give me that back)
    [00:09.588](Uh, king Tonk')
    [00:16.232]I'm still high as shit, I'm still high
    [00:16.605]I feel fly, shit
    [00:16.796]
    [00:17.143][Chorus: Yeat]
    [00:17.371]Way too rich, LYFESTYLE
    [00:19.414]Off with what? Off with your head (Head, yeah)
    [00:22.397]Diamonds on me, blind 'em like they seein' black, huh, huh
    [00:25.723]Whole car matte black and the windows tint, huh
    [00:28.925]Okay, so what? I don't talk to them, huh
    [00:31.985]Backstab your bitch, I pick apart your art to them, huh
    [00:35.298]****ed up, oh, you ****ed up, huh
    [00:38.308]Oh, your luck up, oh, your time's up, yeah
    [00:41.359]I'm a billionaire member (Woo), I'm a geek star, remember?
    [00:44.588]I feel like I'm talkin' to deaf people the way I'm tellin' you (Woah)
    [00:48.040]**** all that lil' extra shit (Woo), you know the god back
    [00:51.123]Pull up Bentley, Bentley, Bentley all black
    [00:54.476]**** what you said, I don't want your words, no, don't tell me
    [00:57.697]Smack they ass with reverse-able belt like it's LV (Ha)
    [01:00.934]Bitch, I'm geeked, yeah, I'm set to sail, yeah, don't help me (Woah)
    [01:04.113]Did it by myself, so I don't got nobody to tell me nothing, yeah
    [01:04.558]
    [01:05.280][Verse: Kodak Black]
    [01:07.377]Bitch, this a VL, this ain't LV
    [01:10.745]Vulture Love, not Louis Vuitton
    [01:12.314]Now tell me you can't tell this 'cause [?]
    [01:14.464]Tryna get dope, oh, you bluffin'
    [01:15.928]See my dope, yeah, you cuffin'
    [01:17.458]I'm tryna get high as shit
    [01:20.403]I stay high as me
    [01:21.562]I get fly as wings
    [01:23.569]I can hardly sleep
    [01:25.132]Every day Halloween
    [01:26.847]I don't want weed, I'm on a bean
    [01:28.083]I'm a roller, not a stoner
    [01:29.718]Even rehab don't work
    [01:32.839]You can't even pay me to be sober
    [01:33.339]So fly, thought I could fly
    [01:36.411]Got so high, I'm tryna fly
    [01:38.268]Don't know why, must have thought I was a vulture (Yeah)
    [01:40.040]Eight percs to the face, need a chauffeur
    [01:43.338]Thinkin' like, "How many can I take 'til I croak over?"
    [01:46.491]Bad bitch on her knees, say she Lebanese
    [01:49.997]Project baby, when I was born, I had a felony
    [01:52.818]357 sport, lookin' for, remember me?
    [01:56.032]Paid me back same way I gave you that
    [01:57.986]Bitch, don't tell me shit
    [01:58.409]
    [01:58.708][Chorus: Yeat & Kodak Black]
    [01:59.001]Way too rich, LYFESTYLE
    [02:02.388]Off with what? Tryna cut your head off (Yeah, yeah)
    [02:05.823]Yeah, diamonds on me, blind 'em like they seein' black, huh, huh
    [02:08.906]Whole car matte black and the windows tint, huh
    [02:12.093]Okay, so what? I don't talk to them, huh
    [02:15.015]Backstab your bitch, I pick apart your art to them, huh
    [02:17.959]****ed up, oh, you ****ed up, huh
    [02:21.272]Oh, your luck up, oh, your time's up, yeah
    [02:24.087]I'm a billionaire member (Woo), I'm a geek star, remember?
    [02:27.346]I feel like I'm talkin' to deaf people the way I'm tellin' you (Woah)
    [02:30.635]**** all that lil' extra shit (Woo), you know the god back
    [02:34.032]Pull up Bentley, Bentley, Bentley all black
    [02:37.495]**** what you said, I don't want your words, no, don't tell me
    [02:40.734]Smack they ass with reverse-able belt like it's LV (Ha)
    [02:43.972]Bitch, I'm geeked, yeah, I'm set to sail, yeah, don't help me (Woah)
    [02:47.151]Did it by myself, so I don't got nobody to tell me nothing, yeah
    [02:47.627]
    [02:48.142][Outro: Kodak Black]
    [02:50.475]Drop the ski mask, I look like Yeat, don't call me Kodak Black