作词 : Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Andreas Cristian Matura/Peter Jideonwo 作曲 : Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Andreas Cristian Matura/Peter Jideonwo [Intro] (I'm shy, oh my God) Ha (Phew) Yeah, yeah
[Verse] Niggas wanna be my kin, pussy, you not my folks (Phew) Ride around town in a Benz, put that bitch on spokes (Phew) Spent eight mil' on the crib, bought that bitch with a moat (Phew) Bitch, I just got rich, let's have a Goddamn toast (Phew) Step on a nigga in Ricks, got on a cranberry coat (Phew) Yeah, it's me and my ho', snake eyes, bitch, like I'm G.I. Joe (Phew) Baby, sit back, just smoke my dope, go get your brother, I heard that he croak Put that on your mother, I know y'all hoes (Phew), still gotta stick to the code (Phew) Boy, I get in that mode, don't play with me, boy, this shit ain't for show 88-Keys, no piano, gotta get it how you live, that's my MO Yeah, she want the whole thing, not the demo Pull in through a tunnel in my Maybach limo' Yeah, she want double trouble, that's akimbo Whip her head back and forth, not no Willow Get that nigga off that horse, feel like Django Sendin' shots everywhere, I feel like Rambo Call of Duty, bitch, pull up with commandos I might buy a yacht, feel like Jack Sparrow Posted in the field like a damn scarecrow And my brother sellin' white like some ashy elbows Shawty what's ya' name? Put you in Chanel, ho' I ain't even at the beach but I could send some shells, ho' Gotta get the all-black Ricks, shell-toes Keep all of that gangster shit up off the cell phone My brother in the ho we can't talk off the jail phone With my brothers in the streets, man, I feel like Elmo Sending all the shots and I got all the ammo Got this shit lit like a damn candle Pop a nigga's top like a damn canned good Chrome Heart shades look like some Ray-Bans, yeah Red car, red bag, feel like Santa Red bandana, here to **** your plans up What's up in your head? You want some smoke? Some cancer Pussy, get your bands up, codeine in the Fanta Pull them poles on you niggas, turn you into dancers Yeah, AK-47 with a damn banana Turn a pussy block into a damn bonanza I got white like Hannah, proud of me like Tana They got peach at they crib like they in Alabama Sippin' 1942 mixed with Tropicana Pour a four, "Skadoosh," Kung Fu Panda With the gangsters and the robbers chilling in Atlanta Feds hit the trap, throw the codeine in the blammer I'm on Magnolia, cops putting me in handcuffs [Outro] Woo, woo, woo (Bosley), 800 gang 1400 (Bah), Big 14 (Bah), know what the **** going on (Bah, bah) Gang, gang (I'm shy, oh my God)
[00:00.000] 作词 : Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Andreas Cristian Matura/Peter Jideonwo [00:00.000] 作曲 : Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Andreas Cristian Matura/Peter Jideonwo [00:00.000] [Intro] [00:00.997] (I'm shy, oh my God) [00:19.710] Ha (Phew) [00:24.469] Yeah, yeah [00:24.963] [00:25.217] [Verse] [00:25.456] Niggas wanna be my kin, pussy, you not my folks (Phew) [00:29.961] Ride around town in a Benz, put that bitch on spokes (Phew) [00:32.956] Spent eight mil' on the crib, bought that bitch with a moat (Phew) [00:36.210] Bitch, I just got rich, let's have a Goddamn toast (Phew) [00:38.958] Step on a nigga in Ricks, got on a cranberry coat (Phew) [00:42.709] Yeah, it's me and my ho', snake eyes, bitch, like I'm G.I. Joe (Phew) [00:45.720] Baby, sit back, just smoke my dope, go get your brother, I heard that he croak [00:49.208] Put that on your mother, I know y'all hoes (Phew), still gotta stick to the code (Phew) [00:52.715] Boy, I get in that mode, don't play with me, boy, this shit ain't for show [00:55.956] 88-Keys, no piano, gotta get it how you live, that's my MO [00:58.706] Yeah, she want the whole thing, not the demo [01:02.461] Pull in through a tunnel in my Maybach limo' [01:05.960] Yeah, she want double trouble, that's akimbo [01:08.976] Whip her head back and forth, not no Willow [01:12.473] Get that nigga off that horse, feel like Django [01:15.960] Sendin' shots everywhere, I feel like Rambo [01:18.959] Call of Duty, bitch, pull up with commandos [01:22.213] I might buy a yacht, feel like Jack Sparrow [01:25.457] Posted in the field like a damn scarecrow [01:28.972] And my brother sellin' white like some ashy elbows [01:32.458] Shawty what's ya' name? Put you in Chanel, ho' [01:35.721] I ain't even at the beach but I could send some shells, ho' [01:38.459] Gotta get the all-black Ricks, shell-toes [01:41.710] Keep all of that gangster shit up off the cell phone [01:45.221] My brother in the ho we can't talk off the jail phone [01:48.212] With my brothers in the streets, man, I feel like Elmo [01:51.705] Sending all the shots and I got all the ammo [01:55.211] Got this shit lit like a damn candle [01:58.220] Pop a nigga's top like a damn canned good [02:02.226] Chrome Heart shades look like some Ray-Bans, yeah [02:04.970] Red car, red bag, feel like Santa [02:08.723] Red bandana, here to **** your plans up [02:11.710] What's up in your head? You want some smoke? Some cancer [02:15.223] Pussy, get your bands up, codeine in the Fanta [02:18.210] Pull them poles on you niggas, turn you into dancers [02:21.706] Yeah, AK-47 with a damn banana [02:24.712] Turn a pussy block into a damn bonanza [02:28.706] I got white like Hannah, proud of me like Tana [02:31.470] They got peach at they crib like they in Alabama [02:34.725] Sippin' 1942 mixed with Tropicana [02:38.217] Pour a four, "Skadoosh," Kung Fu Panda [02:41.456] With the gangsters and the robbers chilling in Atlanta [02:44.712] Feds hit the trap, throw the codeine in the blammer [02:47.961] I'm on Magnolia, cops putting me in handcuffs [02:50.976] [Outro] [02:51.220] Woo, woo, woo (Bosley), 800 gang [02:57.721] 1400 (Bah), Big 14 (Bah), know what the **** going on (Bah, bah) [03:01.218] Gang, gang (I'm shy, oh my God)
