作曲 : Craig Blalock
So it's either top or I'm out of here
Pop a Perc' and I black out
**** it, I'm blowing her back out
WWE if she ****ing with me
Put the bitch on SmackDown, gang, gang, gang, gang
And this not a trap house
I'm in a condo, you know I'm up now
I don't know how to use a computer
But trust me, bitch, I bring the MAC out, gang, gang, gang, gang
I'm with an e-girl, this not an e-date
I pop these pills, fall asleep for like three days
Up all night on a mother****ing school day
Cheese on my head like I'm playin' for Green Bay
I fell asleep on September first
Wake me up at the end of the month, no Green Day
Turn that blick sideways, let it rip like a ****ing Beyblade
I just got back from Paris, watch my money go up off a ****ing exchange rate
I don't claim gang, but I got two dicks on me every goddamn day, ayy, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
That's seven days a week, you bitch niggas weak
And I'm 'bout to feast, bitch give me brain like a geek
Freeze, police
Bitch, I ain't stopping for shit
You gon' have to shoot me, on God
I got an Uzi, extended the clip
Now that shit is tall, Lil Uzi
Choke the shit out a bitch, look at her neck
Those are not hickeys, they bruises
Look at my bag, it's Louis
I get more neck than a mother****ing crewneck, on God
My numbers went up, how he do that?
I'm on your block making noise like a jazz band, ba-na-na-na-na (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Paint my nails and bitch-smack the piss out a bitch
He thought I was soft, why? Whip Megatron
This bitch suck my dick when she heard what it cost, on God
Blicky and Becky at prom
She shake her ass on my mother****ing Glock
Um, pause, I got the sauce
Stand on my money, I look like The Rock, gang
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Craig Blalock
[00:01.79]So it's either top or I'm out of here
[00:07.78]Pop a Perc' and I black out
[00:09.27]**** it, I'm blowing her back out
[00:10.43]WWE if she ****ing with me
[00:12.50]Put the bitch on SmackDown, gang, gang, gang, gang
[00:14.62]And this not a trap house
[00:15.40]I'm in a condo, you know I'm up now
[00:16.72]I don't know how to use a computer
[00:18.24]But trust me, bitch, I bring the MAC out, gang, gang, gang, gang
[00:20.72]I'm with an e-girl, this not an e-date
[00:22.24]I pop these pills, fall asleep for like three days
[00:24.30]Up all night on a mother****ing school day
[00:25.46]Cheese on my head like I'm playin' for Green Bay
[00:27.60]I fell asleep on September first
[00:28.54]Wake me up at the end of the month, no Green Day
[00:30.30]Turn that blick sideways, let it rip like a ****ing Beyblade
[00:33.80]I just got back from Paris, watch my money go up off a ****ing exchange rate
[00:36.19]I don't claim gang, but I got two dicks on me every goddamn day, ayy, gang, gang
[00:39.87]Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[00:42.44]That's seven days a week, you bitch niggas weak
[00:44.33]And I'm 'bout to feast, bitch give me brain like a geek
[00:46.30]Freeze, police
[00:47.81]Bitch, I ain't stopping for shit
[00:48.23]You gon' have to shoot me, on God
[00:49.10]I got an Uzi, extended the clip
[00:50.64]Now that shit is tall, Lil Uzi
[00:52.13]Choke the shit out a bitch, look at her neck
[00:54.70]Those are not hickeys, they bruises
[00:55.45]Look at my bag, it's Louis
[00:56.67]I get more neck than a mother****ing crewneck, on God
[00:58.43]My numbers went up, how he do that?
[00:59.78]I'm on your block making noise like a jazz band, ba-na-na-na-na (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[01:02.30]Paint my nails and bitch-smack the piss out a bitch
[01:04.48]He thought I was soft, why? Whip Megatron
[01:06.47]This bitch suck my dick when she heard what it cost, on God
[01:08.36]Blicky and Becky at prom
[01:09.71]She shake her ass on my mother****ing Glock
[01:11.38]Um, pause, I got the sauce
[01:12.95]Stand on my money, I look like The Rock, gang
作曲 : Craig Blalock
So it's either top or I'm out of here
Pop a Perc' and I black out
**** it, I'm blowing her back out
WWE if she ****ing with me
Put the bitch on SmackDown, gang, gang, gang, gang
And this not a trap house
I'm in a condo, you know I'm up now
I don't know how to use a computer
But trust me, bitch, I bring the MAC out, gang, gang, gang, gang
I'm with an e-girl, this not an e-date
I pop these pills, fall asleep for like three days
Up all night on a mother****ing school day
Cheese on my head like I'm playin' for Green Bay
I fell asleep on September first
Wake me up at the end of the month, no Green Day
Turn that blick sideways, let it rip like a ****ing Beyblade
I just got back from Paris, watch my money go up off a ****ing exchange rate
I don't claim gang, but I got two dicks on me every goddamn day, ayy, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
That's seven days a week, you bitch niggas weak
And I'm 'bout to feast, bitch give me brain like a geek
Freeze, police
Bitch, I ain't stopping for shit
You gon' have to shoot me, on God
I got an Uzi, extended the clip
Now that shit is tall, Lil Uzi
Choke the shit out a bitch, look at her neck
Those are not hickeys, they bruises
Look at my bag, it's Louis
I get more neck than a mother****ing crewneck, on God
My numbers went up, how he do that?
I'm on your block making noise like a jazz band, ba-na-na-na-na (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Paint my nails and bitch-smack the piss out a bitch
He thought I was soft, why? Whip Megatron
This bitch suck my dick when she heard what it cost, on God
Blicky and Becky at prom
She shake her ass on my mother****ing Glock
Um, pause, I got the sauce
Stand on my money, I look like The Rock, gang
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Craig Blalock
[00:01.79]So it's either top or I'm out of here
[00:07.78]Pop a Perc' and I black out
[00:09.27]**** it, I'm blowing her back out
[00:10.43]WWE if she ****ing with me
[00:12.50]Put the bitch on SmackDown, gang, gang, gang, gang
[00:14.62]And this not a trap house
[00:15.40]I'm in a condo, you know I'm up now
[00:16.72]I don't know how to use a computer
[00:18.24]But trust me, bitch, I bring the MAC out, gang, gang, gang, gang
[00:20.72]I'm with an e-girl, this not an e-date
[00:22.24]I pop these pills, fall asleep for like three days
[00:24.30]Up all night on a mother****ing school day
[00:25.46]Cheese on my head like I'm playin' for Green Bay
[00:27.60]I fell asleep on September first
[00:28.54]Wake me up at the end of the month, no Green Day
[00:30.30]Turn that blick sideways, let it rip like a ****ing Beyblade
[00:33.80]I just got back from Paris, watch my money go up off a ****ing exchange rate
[00:36.19]I don't claim gang, but I got two dicks on me every goddamn day, ayy, gang, gang
[00:39.87]Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[00:42.44]That's seven days a week, you bitch niggas weak
[00:44.33]And I'm 'bout to feast, bitch give me brain like a geek
[00:46.30]Freeze, police
[00:47.81]Bitch, I ain't stopping for shit
[00:48.23]You gon' have to shoot me, on God
[00:49.10]I got an Uzi, extended the clip
[00:50.64]Now that shit is tall, Lil Uzi
[00:52.13]Choke the shit out a bitch, look at her neck
[00:54.70]Those are not hickeys, they bruises
[00:55.45]Look at my bag, it's Louis
[00:56.67]I get more neck than a mother****ing crewneck, on God
[00:58.43]My numbers went up, how he do that?
[00:59.78]I'm on your block making noise like a jazz band, ba-na-na-na-na (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[01:02.30]Paint my nails and bitch-smack the piss out a bitch
[01:04.48]He thought I was soft, why? Whip Megatron
[01:06.47]This bitch suck my dick when she heard what it cost, on God
[01:08.36]Blicky and Becky at prom
[01:09.71]She shake her ass on my mother****ing Glock
[01:11.38]Um, pause, I got the sauce
[01:12.95]Stand on my money, I look like The Rock, gang