作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Wesley Glass/Jarad Higgins 作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Wesley Glass/Jarad Higgins (Just like a astronaut) (We don't detox) (Yeah) Playin' in the mud, all these drugs like a weirdo .45 cannon, VVS diamonds on my earlobe Up in that 'Rari, I drive fast, I'm a A-hole l got cash flow ***** droppin' her ass low Ride **** like a lasso .40 on me it's fuego, hot Give you a halo At your neck, you ready or not? Me and Pluto astronauts Alien, I'm not a regular guy Emilio Pucci, not regular fly It's been a year since I went to the mall I'm not a regular guy Oh, we put them beams on a semi You better be ready to die I got on wings like a Bentley, I feel way too high Left the sticker on your window, still got the paper tag Louis Vuitton bandana, too many shopping bags Richard Mille or the Rollie, it don't tick tock Hermes bandana just like 2Pac My lil' brother, he a scammer, rap, two charges We want ecstasy and codeine, we don't detox Balenciagas on my feet, these ain't no Reeboks I grew up a bad kid, coulda been on The Boondocks I keep my hand on my tool, uh Clip look like a ruler I roll with some shooter-shooters Ain't with the talkin', we just do it Stripper *****, big 'ol booty Your hoe dirty, she got cooties Big ol' .30, it'll do ya, uh I shoot that s**t like a movie White ***** nerdy, her name Susie, uh The ***** head game go stupid, uh Birkin bag on my back hold the Uzi, uh Two Percs to the face, I'm booted up Blood on my hands, blood in my eyes Codeine in my cup, money on my mind Here, take this Percocet and to try and see stars Presently they ain't seeing me 'Cause I got bars Hope you never get the murder solved Act like ain't nothing wrong Hope today you run into your opps You get ‘em gone I be with my Chi-town brothers, Al Capone Me and Juice killin' these ****** like they got they hands down Blood in my eyes, blood on my hands Blood in my cup, blood on my bands Made a million dollars in an abandoned building Drinkin' out the bottle, you abandoned my feelings I took 3 10s and went hasta la heugo Juice WRLD probably in that 'Rari actin' a A-hole I want some bartenders, they bad like J-Lo Keep the cannon like a tummy tuck, pushin' yayo Blow my head off, she deserve Chanel Coco I got dirty bands, I'm gettin' my El Chapo I drive fast, I'm a A-hole I got cash flow ***** droppin' her ass low Ride **** like a lasso .40 on me it's fuego, hot Give you a halo At your neck, you ready or not? Me and Pluto astronauts I got bands hasta la heugo I got cash flow ***** droppin' her ass low Ride the s**t like my last ho Chopper on me, I'm B.G. hot Give you a halo At your neck, you ready or not? Me and Juice astronauts
[00:00.000] 作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Wesley Glass/Jarad Higgins [00:00.538] 作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Wesley Glass/Jarad Higgins [00:01.76](Just like a astronaut) [00:05.59](We don't detox) [00:08.50](Yeah) [00:10.49]Playin' in the mud, all these drugs like a weirdo [00:14.24].45 cannon, VVS diamonds on my earlobe [00:17.33]Up in that 'Rari, I drive fast, I'm a A-hole [00:20.34]l got cash flow [00:21.82]***** droppin' her ass low [00:23.45]Ride **** like a lasso [00:24.89].40 on me it's fuego, hot [00:26.47]Give you a halo [00:28.08]At your neck, you ready or not? [00:29.42]Me and Pluto astronauts [00:31.03]Alien, I'm not a regular guy [00:32.62]Emilio Pucci, not regular fly [00:34.05]It's been a year since I went to the mall [00:36.10]I'm not a regular guy [00:37.41]Oh, we put them beams on a semi [00:39.26]You better be ready to die [00:40.55]I got on wings like a Bentley, I feel way too high [00:43.72]Left the sticker on your window, still got the paper tag [00:46.82]Louis Vuitton bandana, too many shopping bags [00:50.01]Richard Mille or the Rollie, it don't tick tock [00:53.03]Hermes bandana just like 2Pac [00:56.11]My lil' brother, he a scammer, rap, two charges [00:59.37]We want ecstasy and codeine, we don't detox [01:02.42]Balenciagas on my feet, these ain't no Reeboks [01:05.56]I grew up a bad kid, coulda been on The Boondocks [01:08.47]I keep my hand on my tool, uh [01:09.93]Clip look like a ruler [01:11.47]I roll with some shooter-shooters [01:13.10]Ain't with the talkin', we just do it [01:14.63]Stripper *****, big 'ol booty [01:16.57]Your hoe dirty, she got cooties [01:17.77]Big ol' .30, it'll do ya, uh [01:19.84]I shoot that s**t like a movie [01:21.20]White ***** nerdy, her name Susie, uh [01:22.85]The ***** head game go stupid, uh [01:24.34]Birkin bag on my back hold the Uzi, uh [01:25.94]Two Percs to the face, I'm booted up [01:27.30]Blood on my hands, blood in my eyes [01:29.74]Codeine in my cup, money on my mind [01:32.93]Here, take this Percocet and to try and see stars [01:35.91]Presently they ain't seeing me [01:37.52]'Cause I got bars [01:39.14]Hope you never get the murder solved [01:41.49]Act like ain't nothing wrong [01:42.93]Hope today you run into your opps [01:44.46]You get ‘em gone [01:45.97]I be with my Chi-town brothers, Al Capone [01:49.00]Me and Juice killin' these ****** like they got they hands down [01:51.60]Blood in my eyes, blood on my hands [01:54.77]Blood in my cup, blood on my bands [01:57.93]Made a million dollars in an abandoned building [02:01.49]Drinkin' out the bottle, you abandoned my feelings [02:04.53]I took 3 10s and went hasta la heugo [02:07.92]Juice WRLD probably in that 'Rari actin' a A-hole [02:10.98]I want some bartenders, they bad like J-Lo [02:13.96]Keep the cannon like a tummy tuck, pushin' yayo [02:17.16]Blow my head off, she deserve Chanel Coco [02:20.25]I got dirty bands, I'm gettin' my El Chapo [02:23.21]I drive fast, I'm a A-hole [02:24.83]I got cash flow [02:26.40]***** droppin' her ass low [02:28.06]Ride **** like a lasso [02:29.48].40 on me it's fuego, hot [02:31.05]Give you a halo [02:32.49]At your neck, you ready or not? [02:34.05]Me and Pluto astronauts [02:35.65]I got bands hasta la heugo [02:37.34]I got cash flow [02:38.95]***** droppin' her ass low [02:40.53]Ride the s**t like my last ho [02:41.91]Chopper on me, I'm B.G. hot [02:43.52]Give you a halo [02:45.04]At your neck, you ready or not? [02:46.57]Me and Juice astronauts
