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  • 作词 : Destin Route/Miles Parks Mccollum/Ronald Nathan LaTour Jr./Jordan Houston/Paul Beauregard/Kimbrielle Dates-Watkins
    作曲 : Destin Route/Miles Parks Mccollum/Ronald Nathan LaTour Jr./Jordan Houston/Paul Beauregard/Kimbrielle Dates-Watkins
    [Intro: Lil Yachty & JID]
    Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, wow
    Yeah, yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
    It's Lil Boat and J.I.D as far as your eye can see (Yeah)
    You know what I'm sayin', it's water on me
    And you feel me, you get that? You got that?
    Is that understood?
    Good, good, you got that?
    I'ma ask you one more time, you got that? (Uh)
    You got that? Good (Look)

    [Verse 1: JID]
    I'm sick of these niggas, I'm sick of hoes
    Got a bone to pick with you, I'm pickin' a bone
    The hardest thing for me is stayin' composed
    'Cause killin' shit is really all that I know
    Funeral goes, casket closed
    The choir sings, the pastor goes
    Women cryin' in the rafters
    Turn your baby to a bastard
    Free my nigga 'til it's backwards
    Shit, come here, 'lil bitch
    Let me show you a magic trick

    [Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
    I got the gun in my lap near the abdomen
    I took a break, but they want me to rap again
    Bro just got out and he already trap again, back at his craft again
    New Chanel, tote that shit, sit like a daffodil
    Bankroll thick, the same size as a movie reel
    Tell me who keep it real, niggas be flauntin'
    Fantasizin' my bitch, she look like Taraji
    Take me out my body inside the safari
    Couldn't dent the Ferrari, shit feel like a coffin
    I use the codeine without coughin', I sleep without tossin'
    She call me daddy 'cause I'm bossin'
    I had a show in two cities, call me Dallas, Austin
    When I talk, I'm flossin'
    The gang bang red B's like Boston, hmm, huh
    Everybody think a nigga lost it
    Pop out the cuts, nigga, burn you like pollen
    Dick up in the gut, make her feel it, Phil Collins
    I don't read columns, niggas be hatin'

    [Verse 3: JID]
    Pull out the pistol, they whippin' them naked
    They chillin' outside of your whip and they waitin'
    They'll wait on a witness with nothin' to say
    I'm from Atlanta, the diamonds are Africa
    I don't know algebra
    I been the mouth of the South, not a traveler
    Give her the dick with a curve, a parabola
    I'm a spatula, I flip it, amateur, a Pamela, Angela
    Palm Angels with a choker or strangler
    Banger hangin' in my dang-a-lang
    Lingering, peepin' out the scheme of things
    If you got a problem, then I'll red the sea
    I'm a lil' nigga, you ain't scared of me
    Trill said he'd kill a nigga dead for me
    But when he get out, I'll be seventy-three
    Tell me, "Go to Hell," I'll be waitin' to see you there

    [Verse 4: Lil Yachty]
    Lookin' for me, and I know I be in there
    Plottin' on it, tryna be a billionaire
    Snuck it in, that's how we got the P in here
    Uh, come on
    I'm gettin' top with the coat on
    Doin' so many donuts, the smoke fog up the ozone
    Lookin' like Frozone
    Told her to keep to all her clothes on
    I just want mouth, she just want Venmo
    She let me score in the endzone
    I put that ho in the friendzone
    We put that ho in the friendzone
    But she came over rockin' Kenzo
    Bitch, I don't **** with no Kenzo
    Double, see me in the bando
    Took her to church like I'm Chano
    Don't change the channel, I go commando
    I might just **** on a fat ho
    This shit art, Van Gogh
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Destin Route/Miles Parks Mccollum/Ronald Nathan LaTour Jr./Jordan Houston/Paul Beauregard/Kimbrielle Dates-Watkins
    [00:00.232] 作曲 : Destin Route/Miles Parks Mccollum/Ronald Nathan LaTour Jr./Jordan Houston/Paul Beauregard/Kimbrielle Dates-Watkins
    [00:00.465][Intro: Lil Yachty & JID]
    [00:01.013]Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, wow
    [00:03.384]Yeah, yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
    [00:04.532]It's Lil Boat and J.I.D as far as your eye can see (Yeah)
    [00:06.974]You know what I'm sayin', it's water on me
    [00:08.383]And you feel me, you get that? You got that?
    [00:09.846]Is that understood?
    [00:11.009]Good, good, you got that?
    [00:12.032]I'ma ask you one more time, you got that? (Uh)
    [00:13.949]You got that? Good (Look)
    [00:14.349]
    [00:14.539][Verse 1: JID]
    [00:14.701]I'm sick of these niggas, I'm sick of hoes
    [00:15.500]Got a bone to pick with you, I'm pickin' a bone
    [00:17.180]The hardest thing for me is stayin' composed
    [00:19.006]'Cause killin' shit is really all that I know
    [00:20.806]Funeral goes, casket closed
    [00:22.598]The choir sings, the pastor goes
    [00:24.237]Women cryin' in the rafters
    [00:25.793]Turn your baby to a bastard
    [00:27.665]Free my nigga 'til it's backwards
    [00:29.722]Shit, come here, 'lil bitch
    [00:31.316]Let me show you a magic trick
    [00:32.211]
    [00:32.405][Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
    [00:32.903]I got the gun in my lap near the abdomen
    [00:33.985]I took a break, but they want me to rap again
    [00:35.576]Bro just got out and he already trap again, back at his craft again
    [00:38.159]New Chanel, tote that shit, sit like a daffodil
    [00:39.997]Bankroll thick, the same size as a movie reel
    [00:41.720]Tell me who keep it real, niggas be flauntin'
    [00:43.377]Fantasizin' my bitch, she look like Taraji
    [00:45.097]Take me out my body inside the safari
    [00:46.880]Couldn't dent the Ferrari, shit feel like a coffin
    [00:48.614]I use the codeine without coughin', I sleep without tossin'
    [00:50.474]She call me daddy 'cause I'm bossin'
    [00:52.076]I had a show in two cities, call me Dallas, Austin
    [00:54.177]When I talk, I'm flossin'
    [00:55.191]The gang bang red B's like Boston, hmm, huh
    [00:57.848]Everybody think a nigga lost it
    [00:59.068]Pop out the cuts, nigga, burn you like pollen
    [01:00.728]Dick up in the gut, make her feel it, Phil Collins
    [01:02.519]I don't read columns, niggas be hatin'
    [01:03.882]
    [01:04.136][Verse 3: JID]
    [01:04.828]Pull out the pistol, they whippin' them naked
    [01:05.979]They chillin' outside of your whip and they waitin'
    [01:07.607]They'll wait on a witness with nothin' to say
    [01:09.315]I'm from Atlanta, the diamonds are Africa
    [01:10.922]I don't know algebra
    [01:12.164]I been the mouth of the South, not a traveler
    [01:13.884]Give her the dick with a curve, a parabola
    [01:15.651]I'm a spatula, I flip it, amateur, a Pamela, Angela
    [01:18.284]Palm Angels with a choker or strangler
    [01:19.961]Banger hangin' in my dang-a-lang
    [01:21.637]Lingering, peepin' out the scheme of things
    [01:23.249]If you got a problem, then I'll red the sea
    [01:25.051]I'm a lil' nigga, you ain't scared of me
    [01:26.637]Trill said he'd kill a nigga dead for me
    [01:28.373]But when he get out, I'll be seventy-three
    [01:30.395]Tell me, "Go to Hell," I'll be waitin' to see you there
    [01:32.413]
    [01:32.636][Verse 4: Lil Yachty]
    [01:32.791]Lookin' for me, and I know I be in there
    [01:33.797]Plottin' on it, tryna be a billionaire
    [01:35.543]Snuck it in, that's how we got the P in here
    [01:37.162]Uh, come on
    [01:39.177]I'm gettin' top with the coat on
    [01:41.051]Doin' so many donuts, the smoke fog up the ozone
    [01:43.628]Lookin' like Frozone
    [01:44.370]Told her to keep to all her clothes on
    [01:46.119]I just want mouth, she just want Venmo
    [01:47.753]She let me score in the endzone
    [01:49.606]I put that ho in the friendzone
    [01:51.191]We put that ho in the friendzone
    [01:53.232]But she came over rockin' Kenzo
    [01:54.837]Bitch, I don't **** with no Kenzo
    [01:56.557]Double, see me in the bando
    [01:58.172]Took her to church like I'm Chano
    [02:00.024]Don't change the channel, I go commando
    [02:01.831]I might just **** on a fat ho
    [02:03.645]This shit art, Van Gogh