作词 : Jalen VLM
作曲 : Jalen VLM
Mr. Slide In Benzes
I don’t do no renting
We was jumping fences
Can’t believe we winning
She blowing up my mentions
She do it for attention
I’m on that “break the rim” shit
He only ball when it’s scrimmage
MVP 2001, I don’t even go to practice
Emo wrist got princess cuts, I’m tryna win a pageant
You left me but I’m past it
I’m so over that shit
I know we ain’t lasting
I know we ain’t, yeah
I was eating off paper plates, now my whip got paper plates
Low suspension, make it scrape
Brush my teeth then make the pape
Pockets look like Raising Cane’s; I got chicken in the bank
Keep my feelings in that cage
Feel the moment slip away
It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, aye
Book my flight to New York, diamonds they gon Harlem shake
I’ma keep my peace, I’m take a step back, I’m playing Harden games
Met her in the Roxy Club, damn near gave my heart away
Don’t know about this game called “love” but it can’t be that hard to play
Wake up and I count these bucks, perfect way to start the day
In the store and I’m too damn fried, can’t even push my cart down the aisle
Reminiscing about your smile
I’ll be good, but it’s gone take a while
I’m pushing this Bentayga wild
That chassis low to the ground
Is you gon roll, tell me now
Is you gon fold, tell me now
I know it’s cold on the ground
But you stood ten toes, take a bow
I’m staying ten toes to the ground
Until my soul in the clouds
Till I’m in a hole in the ground, I’m keeping it 400k
Sip my cup slow, don’t drown
Can’t let you slow me down
Quit tryna be like me, boy just get your own sound
I’m making that dough go round, as long as the globe go round
She got French tips & red keys
Brown diamonds, Diet Pepsi
It ain’t nothing you could tell me
Unless yo ass was there
When I hadn’t even sold ten beats
Tryna hack my FLRegkey.reg
Tryna get in with my favorite prods
But they ass just wouldn’t accept me
So i take my #victorylap
Can’t get much higher than first place
Knew it wouldn’t work in the first place
Want her last name to be the same as mine, but she don’t even know my first name
I got too much to deal with your pain
VLM over everything
I stay repping that flag like Kurt Ang
Tryna be better, don’t know if it’s, uh
Tryna be better, don’t know if it’s, uh
Tryna be better, don’t know if it’s working
Tryna hide it but I know you’re stained
Tryna hide it but I know you’re fake
Tryna hide it but I ain’t no saint
I’m just relying on faith
It’s so hard to pilot my fate
She’s on my mind, yeah, all day
That’s just one high I won’t chase
You threw that pie in my face
Don’t cross that line, it’s no way
On my neckline, a snowflake
It’s gon make you blind, see no hate
Used to ride that pine, get no play
Drop 79, what coach say
**** it, add two more, I’ma go 8
Brother throw that lob, I’ma go Blake
You killed that love, it’s okay
Heat of passion turned to a cold case
Can we wrap this shit up like cold cuts
All p!nk Trackhawk like “So What”
I been stuck in the past, need to grow up
A nigga stuck in the past, need to grow up
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jalen VLM
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jalen VLM
[00:11.917]Mr. Slide In Benzes
[00:13.422]I don’t do no renting
[00:14.991]We was jumping fences
[00:16.510]Can’t believe we winning
[00:18.011]She blowing up my mentions
[00:19.559]She do it for attention
[00:21.065]I’m on that “break the rim” shit
[00:22.319]He only ball when it’s scrimmage
[00:24.133]MVP 2001, I don’t even go to practice
[00:27.206]Emo wrist got princess cuts, I’m tryna win a pageant
[00:30.213]You left me but I’m past it
[00:31.719]I’m so over that shit
[00:33.230]I know we ain’t lasting
[00:34.729]I know we ain’t, yeah
[00:36.484]I was eating off paper plates, now my whip got paper plates
[00:39.245]Low suspension, make it scrape
[00:40.749]Brush my teeth then make the pape
[00:42.259]Pockets look like Raising Cane’s; I got chicken in the bank
[00:45.287]Keep my feelings in that cage
[00:46.815]Feel the moment slip away
[00:48.332]It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party, aye
[00:51.862]Book my flight to New York, diamonds they gon Harlem shake
[00:54.627]I’ma keep my peace, I’m take a step back, I’m playing Harden games
[00:57.633]Met her in the Roxy Club, damn near gave my heart away
[01:00.651]Don’t know about this game called “love” but it can’t be that hard to play
[01:03.667]Wake up and I count these bucks, perfect way to start the day
[01:06.677]In the store and I’m too damn fried, can’t even push my cart down the aisle
[01:09.935]Reminiscing about your smile
[01:11.441]I’ll be good, but it’s gone take a while
[01:12.946]I’m pushing this Bentayga wild
[01:14.458]That chassis low to the ground
[01:15.963]Is you gon roll, tell me now
[01:17.468]Is you gon fold, tell me now
[01:18.972]I know it’s cold on the ground
[01:20.481]But you stood ten toes, take a bow
[01:21.985]I’m staying ten toes to the ground
[01:23.492]Until my soul in the clouds
[01:24.999]Till I’m in a hole in the ground, I’m keeping it 400k
[01:28.002]Sip my cup slow, don’t drown
[01:29.569]Can’t let you slow me down
[01:31.074]Quit tryna be like me, boy just get your own sound
[01:34.096]I’m making that dough go round, as long as the globe go round
[01:37.103]She got French tips & red keys
[01:38.859]Brown diamonds, Diet Pepsi
[01:40.364]It ain’t nothing you could tell me
[01:41.868]Unless yo ass was there
[01:43.374]When I hadn’t even sold ten beats
[01:44.877]Tryna hack my FLRegkey.reg
[01:46.381]Tryna get in with my favorite prods
[01:47.887]But they ass just wouldn’t accept me
[01:49.393]So i take my #victorylap
[01:50.671]Can’t get much higher than first place
[01:52.430]Knew it wouldn’t work in the first place
[01:53.944]Want her last name to be the same as mine, but she don’t even know my first name
[01:56.944]I got too much to deal with your pain
[01:58.448]VLM over everything
[01:59.953]I stay repping that flag like Kurt Ang
[02:01.458]Tryna be better, don’t know if it’s, uh
[02:02.968]Tryna be better, don’t know if it’s, uh
[02:04.236]Tryna be better, don’t know if it’s working
[02:05.748]Tryna hide it but I know you’re stained
[02:07.530]Tryna hide it but I know you’re fake
[02:09.034]Tryna hide it but I ain’t no saint
[02:10.547]I’m just relying on faith
[02:12.044]It’s so hard to pilot my fate
[02:13.551]She’s on my mind, yeah, all day
[02:15.308]That’s just one high I won’t chase
[02:16.813]You threw that pie in my face
[02:18.067]Don’t cross that line, it’s no way
[02:19.635]On my neckline, a snowflake
[02:21.145]It’s gon make you blind, see no hate
[02:22.668]Used to ride that pine, get no play
[02:24.176]Drop 79, what coach say
[02:25.681]**** it, add two more, I’ma go 8
[02:27.219]Brother throw that lob, I’ma go Blake
[02:28.735]You killed that love, it’s okay
[02:30.250]Heat of passion turned to a cold case
[02:31.758]Can we wrap this shit up like cold cuts
[02:33.303]All p!nk Trackhawk like “So What”
[02:34.869]I been stuck in the past, need to grow up
[02:36.379]A nigga stuck in the past, need to grow up