クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yung Benz
Songwriter
歌詞
Young teens in a city
Main bitch feelin pretty
But it’s me behind the mask
Keep dreamin,
Yeah you hope you might be last
These my words
And you the victim
These my words
And imma fuckin spit em
Yeah they dreamin
Yeah they screamin
Screamin
Screamin
Drop the mic
Imma leave it
It was me bitch
Believe it
Fuck the mask off
I keep the mask on
In the evil lair
Yeah my studio you stupid hoe
Ain’t no evidence against me
Yeah I’m chillin sittin pretty
In yo city
With the bad intentions
Yeah my bad intentions
Bitch don’t make the mentions
To the 12
Cause I swear yeah I’ll level you
Actin like you know me
Like you know what I been through
This a slasher
I suggest you run faster
Yeah I’m killin the game
Writin murder for fame
Bitch you kickin wit lames
Hopes this gives you a fright
I’m comin for ya tonight
Hey man turn on the lights!
Boo
Just keep dreamin
Just keep screamin
Screamin
Screamin
Bitch a Hollywood horror
You better open this door or
Imma break it down
They won’t miss you in town
Here comes Benz
Bitch ready or not
You won’t see me a lot
Yeah I’m right behind you
Sneaking on the game
On the road to fame
Put my name in the paper
Save the come up for later
I’ll have you sleepin on your graves
Till the boy is on top
Yeah she gave me the top
Girl, what that neck do
Watch out, who’s next? You?
Running like I’m a monster
In the booth
Spittin truth
Slicing deal
Eating meals, off a gold platter
Make a mark that matters
Fuck the life behind a mask
But I wear one
Just to get it past
Put a smile on
I might lay here a while
Wit the knife in my back
You can’t get I back
Yeah you cut deep
Fuckin miss little peep
Gotta keep on slashing
Running up the charts
Bitch I’m dashin
I’ll have em screamin at the top
I’ll have em cleanin the floor
Quavo wit a mop
Just keep dreamin
Gon be screamin
Screamin
Bitch they screamin
Written by: Yung Benz