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  • 作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn
    作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn
    Ready for whatever
    Clever as it get
    Do I really gotta explain myself
    Weigh the **** up, cook the coke up
    Might as well just give your ho up
    I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though
    Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up
    Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck
    Feed me ****, I get wavy like a boat
    Feed me ****, and I start seeing ghosts
    I'm off the porch, I'm skippin' court
    Skip to my lou, trapping a sport
    Ok fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
    Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
    Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
    Don't talk on phones but we get **** money all night long
    I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong
    I need, good drank, big strong
    Durk 'dem call me big papi, I get big cocky
    Uh-oh, big molly, got my wrist rocky (uh-oh)
    Uh-oh, bring the money on a big dolly (uh-oh)
    They know, I'm a millionaire from freestyling
    Uh-oh, good **** make my wrist talk (uh-oh)
    Coco, watch me hit her with a big stop
    Toto, keep the receipt, I'm a bad boy
    Thirty round drip, ooh, he a mad boy
    All of my diamonds clear, ooh, that's a jag boy
    I see Hermes belt, thousand on my tag boy
    I was hustlin' in the field with all I had boy (whoa whoa)
    My mama shed a few tears but I wasn't sad boy (whoa whoa)
    Tryna explain to her for years she had a cash boy (whoa whoa)
    I took a pill and a half today, that ain't my last boy (whoa)
    The one with the beans on it, I'm taking off like Elroy
    I took a few on my head, I got to be on my head
    I'm living close to the edge, I gotta stay with some lead
    I wanna hit me a lick, just like a sheep on the bed
    Weigh the **** up, cook the coke up
    Might as well just give your ho up
    I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though
    Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up
    Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck
    I get wavy like a goat
    Feed me ****, and I start seeing ghosts
    I'm off the porch, I'm skippin' court
    Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (skip to my lou)
    Ok fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
    Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
    Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
    Don't talk on phones but we get **** money all night long

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn
    [00:00.022] 作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn
    [00:00.45]Ready for whatever
    [00:02.74]Clever as it get
    [00:07.68]Do I really gotta explain myself
    [00:13.07]Weigh the **** up, cook the coke up
    [00:14.41]Might as well just give your ho up
    [00:15.85]I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though
    [00:18.92]Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up
    [00:22.14]Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck
    [00:24.91]Feed me ****, I get wavy like a boat
    [00:28.27]Feed me ****, and I start seeing ghosts
    [00:31.47]I'm off the porch, I'm skippin' court
    [00:34.05]Skip to my lou, trapping a sport
    [00:37.34]Ok fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
    [00:41.38]Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
    [00:45.08]Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
    [00:46.99]Don't talk on phones but we get **** money all night long
    [00:51.22]I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong
    [00:54.25]I need, good drank, big strong
    [00:57.49]Durk 'dem call me big papi, I get big cocky
    [01:00.86]Uh-oh, big molly, got my wrist rocky (uh-oh)
    [01:04.26]Uh-oh, bring the money on a big dolly (uh-oh)
    [01:07.46]They know, I'm a millionaire from freestyling
    [01:10.52]Uh-oh, good **** make my wrist talk (uh-oh)
    [01:13.83]Coco, watch me hit her with a big stop
    [01:16.69]Toto, keep the receipt, I'm a bad boy
    [01:20.11]Thirty round drip, ooh, he a mad boy
    [01:23.18]All of my diamonds clear, ooh, that's a jag boy
    [01:26.38]I see Hermes belt, thousand on my tag boy
    [01:29.51]I was hustlin' in the field with all I had boy (whoa whoa)
    [01:33.05]My mama shed a few tears but I wasn't sad boy (whoa whoa)
    [01:36.01]Tryna explain to her for years she had a cash boy (whoa whoa)
    [01:39.04]I took a pill and a half today, that ain't my last boy (whoa)
    [01:42.42]The one with the beans on it, I'm taking off like Elroy
    [01:45.64]I took a few on my head, I got to be on my head
    [01:48.82]I'm living close to the edge, I gotta stay with some lead
    [01:51.78]I wanna hit me a lick, just like a sheep on the bed
    [01:55.13]Weigh the **** up, cook the coke up
    [01:56.74]Might as well just give your ho up
    [01:58.37]I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though
    [02:01.36]Ain't no giving up, you already know how I give it up
    [02:04.56]Sippin' out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck
    [02:07.33]I get wavy like a goat
    [02:10.36]Feed me ****, and I start seeing ghosts
    [02:13.78]I'm off the porch, I'm skippin' court
    [02:15.77]Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (skip to my lou)
    [02:18.43]Ok fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
    [02:23.73]Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
    [02:27.25]Go'n, you doin' that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
    [02:30.93]Don't talk on phones but we get **** money all night long
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