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ミュージックビデオ

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khaaliq Johnson
Khaaliq Johnson
Songwriter
Nelson Leiro
Nelson Leiro
Songwriter

歌詞

I'm outta my mind
I run out of time and then I go back to the jeweler
I been sippin' this wine, I'm feelin' divine
My bitch is an avid consumer
Weigh it up and put a brick of weed in a suitcase with a false bottom
Too many fuck **** put you on
That's why **** never really talk 'bout 'em
I just came through wit a whole lot
New money but an old block
New cheddar got her head better
So the pussy wetter than an old mop
That was never strained
I could never strain when I run the game
I'm the son of killers like the son of Cain
Shorty wanna fuck a **** 'cause his name
I'ma still get the pussy anyway
Still hit a **** with the K
Still gettin' money any day
If it end in Y it ain't no surprise
And these fuck **** getting posterized
Fuck **** ain't supposed to ride when I grip the 9 and I let it fly
If a **** snitch, a **** die and it's pop pop to a **** eyes
Look
I'm off this shit
The flow too cold I can cop the whip
And the frost whip and pull-up with a frosted kit
And you ain't never seen a **** wit a drop like this
And that's real
Yeah, when I move in a way you ain't used to behavin'
And I seen a **** get his head get glued to the pavement
And wonder why I always gotta move wit the stainless
I had to get my respect back
'Cause I been gone too long and really a **** just jet lagged
And I been ready for whatever like anyday
Could be the day I could finish you
**** been talkin' a load of shit
But when I see 'em they never do
They never do
I had to get my respect back
'Cause I been gone too long and really a **** just jet lagged
And I been ready for whatever like anyday
Could be the day I could finish you
**** been talkin' a load of shit
But
Who the fuck said that I couldn't go in on ****
I been the bomb, I ain't even pull the pin on ****
I been Lebron, Ion even need a free throw
Just a bottle of the Ace and a mink coat
Full throttle, 'Ciélago when I hit the gas
I need two hands when I grip that ass
Ya feet gone dance when I clip the mags
Like click click, clack clack
Got damn, shit
Cop the drop and hop in, ayy
Pop a squat on this clip, ayy
Cock it back and then blast, ayy
She ain't never met a man like this
I could've been a ball player, I was tall as hell
But I'd rather make a play when I cop the bell
And she wanna give me face when I cop Chanel
Woo lil bitch I'm finna cop for real
Shit
But I'm off this shit
The flow too cold I can cop the whip
And frost the whip and pull-up in a frosted kit
And you ain't never seen a **** wit a drop like this
And that's real
Shit
When I move in a way you ain't used to behaving
And I seen a **** head get glued to the pavement
Now wonder why I always gotta move wit the stainless
I had to get my respect back
I had to run up a whole bag
I had to sacrifice everything
Just to show you the realest is coming back
Handle all of my business I been that ****
Now I'm eating like this a thanksgiving dinner
And I'm outta my mind
That Audemar made me run outta time
Vi a mi hermano
Hablar con el diablo
El dijo ve a Pablo
Y trae a tu hermano
Porque el es especial, yeah
Porque el es especial, yeah
Vi a mi hermano
Hablar con el diablo
El dijo ve a Pablo
Y trae a tu hermano
Porque el es especial, yeah
Porque el es especial, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Khaaliq Johnson, Nelson Leiro
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