作词 : PoWR Trav/Tommy Parker/Samara Cyn 作曲 : PoWR Trav/Tommy Parker/Samara Cyn Said, don't **** with me Don't ****—, ah, don't **** with me, uh Okay, shit, don't **** with me 'less you ready for this problem Momma always taught me, "You don't start those, you solve 'em" Mink mink goblin, finish them, they wobbling Okay, chill, they falling, damn, Cyn get off her I'm a prophet, don't take shit, won't harm shit Can't take the play? Don't you jump in this ball pit Used to work at Harbor Freight, but now this my office Can you believe they pay me all this money just to talk shit? Lil' bitch, I'm vibin', lil' bitch, we mobbin' All in God's timing, well, goddamn, I'm shining On these records this ain't silver, ho, it's white gold Wait till I get them diamonds, it's gon' be a chokehold, KO I'm a hoochie, I'm a sellout Smell like shit, every time, it's me they talk 'bout I'm a born sinner, better get that gone 85, burning rubber till I get back home And bitter is fruit that fell early Slither with these snakes on me, Lord have mercy Hands in this chicken, no churches Throwing up to purge it, Lord, forgive me for these urges So who the **** I look like if I slow up now? Talking out they neck but my foot calmed that down Used to let that slide just to keep folks around Now I keep the scissors in my bag in case they get loud We pipe that smoke down, don't get me rowdy These hoes can't rap with me, say that shit proudly Bad, bad, Mike Lowrey Serving face and seasoned, bitch, I even brought my Lawry's They like my lil' voice, they think that shit sweet They think they gon' beat this lil' caramel coochie, please Well, bitch, I'm the new age Eve, forbidden gems up my sleeve, next to that .380 I'm a hoochie, I'm a sellout Smell like shit, every time, it's me they talk 'bout I'm a born sinner, better get that gone 85, burning rubber till I get back home And bitter is fruit that fell early Slither with these snakes on me, Lord have mercy Hands in this chicken, no churches Throwing up to purge it, Lord, forgive me for these urges Higher Sinner Higher Sinner
[00:00.000] 作词 : PoWR Trav/Tommy Parker/Samara Cyn [00:01.000] 作曲 : PoWR Trav/Tommy Parker/Samara Cyn [00:05.286]Said, don't **** with me [00:07.355]Don't ****—, ah, don't **** with me, uh [00:21.183]Okay, shit, don't **** with me 'less you ready for this problem [00:25.037]Momma always taught me, "You don't start those, you solve 'em" [00:27.822]Mink mink goblin, finish them, they wobbling [00:30.498]Okay, chill, they falling, damn, Cyn get off her [00:32.958]I'm a prophet, don't take shit, won't harm shit [00:35.414]Can't take the play? Don't you jump in this ball pit [00:38.131]Used to work at Harbor Freight, but now this my office [00:40.786]Can you believe they pay me all this money just to talk shit? [00:43.660]Lil' bitch, I'm vibin', lil' bitch, we mobbin' [00:46.398]All in God's timing, well, goddamn, I'm shining [00:49.135]On these records this ain't silver, ho, it's white gold [00:51.583]Wait till I get them diamonds, it's gon' be a chokehold, KO [00:54.981]I'm a hoochie, I'm a sellout [00:57.686]Smell like shit, every time, it's me they talk 'bout [01:00.501]I'm a born sinner, better get that gone [01:03.298]85, burning rubber till I get back home [01:06.875]And bitter is fruit that fell early [01:09.124]Slither with these snakes on me, Lord have mercy [01:12.493]Hands in this chicken, no churches [01:14.644]Throwing up to purge it, Lord, forgive me for these urges [01:28.944]So who the **** I look like if I slow up now? [01:31.825]Talking out they neck but my foot calmed that down [01:34.629]Used to let that slide just to keep folks around [01:37.124]Now I keep the scissors in my bag in case they get loud [01:39.816]We pipe that smoke down, don't get me rowdy [01:42.910]These hoes can't rap with me, say that shit proudly [01:45.673]Bad, bad, Mike Lowrey [01:47.014]Serving face and seasoned, bitch, I even brought my Lawry's [01:49.690]They like my lil' voice, they think that shit sweet [01:52.415]They think they gon' beat this lil' caramel coochie, please [01:56.475]Well, bitch, I'm the new age Eve, forbidden gems up my sleeve, next to that .380 [02:01.209]I'm a hoochie, I'm a sellout [02:03.920]Smell like shit, every time, it's me they talk 'bout [02:06.687]I'm a born sinner, better get that gone [02:09.528]85, burning rubber till I get back home [02:13.067]And bitter is fruit that fell early [02:15.293]Slither with these snakes on me, Lord have mercy [02:18.722]Hands in this chicken, no churches [02:20.861]Throwing up to purge it, Lord, forgive me for these urges [02:34.617]Higher [02:40.045]Sinner [02:45.590]Higher [02:51.069]Sinner
