作词 : Ian Simpson/Dominique Simpson/Matt Champion/Isaiah Merriweather/Russell Boring/Jonah Abraham 作曲 : Ian Simpson/Dominique Simpson/Matt Champion/Isaiah Merriweather/Russell Boring/Jonah Abraham Was at the cookout with my other, other, other man That done got me into some mother****ing trouble man Texas boy, the way I love it, love it, love it, man All these new niggas they stealin' but it don't hit the same, uh Feel it in your veins, uh, nigga, I love my gang That's why I **** my gang, mm, why I **** my gang, uh Ain't no play today, these ain't just 808s, uh This a murder case, uh, this a murder case, uh Ain't no pushin' me, I shake your head, it deceased, uh Ayy, don't hit on me, uh if that boy ain't seen it He look at that nigga still breathin', I don't know what y'all seein' Take my shirt off, run off, then I swipe that nigga's semen
Uh, done being humble so I deflects Way that I rack up my bands make 'em sweat 40 acres and a new on my neck Better they don't talk to me with some respect Heard they ain't make it, I couldn't have guessed I'll cut the ram, I'll connect to your vest [?] my partner's the best Doin' it right, take a couple of steps Had to get glum and then catch me a step Made it look casual 'cause I'm a [?] Studio gallery, yeah we [?] [?] what do you suggest? When I [?] you still invest When I'm on Tinder, I get [?] and [?] It's a finesse, yes
Why she throwin' in some fancy things, she need some Tommy Jones Surgery, nurse gon' pass me over, gimme that scalpel please Diggin' through this shit like it was '06, polka jeans Green Lamborghin' look like Bulbasaur, and his dad Catch 'em all, bubblegum made it low Sittin' up on that terrace, drinking red wine with candle on Thousand-dollar phone, what the hell can answer for? I can't see the haters man, uh, Harry Potter cloak Let this shit rock, we come in like a landslide They don't call me up, they hit the cell, don't hit the landline [?] skits, I'll burn my damn toes See-saw on that cookie plate, I call that Atlanta crumbs She from outta, whole friends commentating though She from outta town, she never seen no ocean, wow She asked me, what's my favorite place to spend a lot? Uh That depends, like an eight-door [?] box
[00:00.000] 作词 : Ian Simpson/Dominique Simpson/Matt Champion/Isaiah Merriweather/Russell Boring/Jonah Abraham [00:01.000] 作曲 : Ian Simpson/Dominique Simpson/Matt Champion/Isaiah Merriweather/Russell Boring/Jonah Abraham [00:16.024] Was at the cookout with my other, other, other man [00:19.413] That done got me into some mother****ing trouble man [00:22.588] Texas boy, the way I love it, love it, love it, man [00:25.769] All these new niggas they stealin' but it don't hit the same, uh [00:29.103] Feel it in your veins, uh, nigga, I love my gang [00:32.208] That's why I **** my gang, mm, why I **** my gang, uh [00:35.385] Ain't no play today, these ain't just 808s, uh [00:38.614] This a murder case, uh, this a murder case, uh [00:41.827] Ain't no pushin' me, I shake your head, it deceased, uh [00:45.085] Ayy, don't hit on me, uh if that boy ain't seen it [00:48.187] He look at that nigga still breathin', I don't know what y'all seein' [00:51.365] Take my shirt off, run off, then I swipe that nigga's semen [00:54.461] [00:54.606] Uh, done being humble so I deflects [00:57.174] Way that I rack up my bands make 'em sweat [00:58.705] 40 acres and a new on my neck [01:00.232] Better they don't talk to me with some respect [01:01.877] Heard they ain't make it, I couldn't have guessed [01:03.462] I'll cut the ram, I'll connect to your vest [01:05.040] [?] my partner's the best [01:06.647] Doin' it right, take a couple of steps [01:08.255] Had to get glum and then catch me a step [01:09.783] Made it look casual 'cause I'm a [?] [01:11.383] Studio gallery, yeah we [?] [01:13.056] [?] what do you suggest? [01:14.629] When I [?] you still invest [01:16.206] When I'm on Tinder, I get [?] and [?] [01:18.633] It's a finesse, yes [01:19.903] [01:20.063] Why she throwin' in some fancy things, she need some Tommy Jones [01:23.226] Surgery, nurse gon' pass me over, gimme that scalpel please [01:26.255] Diggin' through this shit like it was '06, polka jeans [01:29.506] Green Lamborghin' look like Bulbasaur, and his dad [01:33.198] Catch 'em all, bubblegum made it low [01:35.931] Sittin' up on that terrace, drinking red wine with candle on [01:39.470] Thousand-dollar phone, what the hell can answer for? [01:42.622] I can't see the haters man, uh, Harry Potter cloak [01:45.752] Let this shit rock, we come in like a landslide [01:48.640] They don't call me up, they hit the cell, don't hit the landline [01:51.838] [?] skits, I'll burn my damn toes [01:55.034] See-saw on that cookie plate, I call that Atlanta crumbs [01:58.678] She from outta, whole friends commentating though [02:01.818] She from outta town, she never seen no ocean, wow [02:05.056] She asked me, what's my favorite place to spend a lot? Uh [02:08.165] That depends, like an eight-door [?] box
