ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
HoodRich Pablo Juan
HoodRich Pablo Juan
Performer
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Performer
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Suga Suga
Suga Suga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southside
Southside
Producer
TM88
TM88
Producer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Iced up
Bezelled up
We're sick as fuck
What the fuck?
Top down
Windows up
Pistol tucked
What the fuck?
Bentley truck
Lamb truck
Rolls truck
What the fuck?
Pulled up
Froze up
Doors up
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
[Verse 2]
I made a F in science, I through a brick at Onyx
I was born in 1980, first year of Reaganomics
Nobody gave me nothing, my family full of junkies
They call me Trap God but I missed every Sunday
I'm not illiterate, not even a little bit
I'm not no role model, I sold so many bricks
I made my city lit, that's what I really did
My ego really big, you **** really kids
I bought a Mulsanne, wait for my boo thang
That Coupe got two wings, Gucci, I'm Bruce Wayne
If I'm lying there, then I'm flying there
You **** lying man, go get the frying pan
Skrrt!
[Verse 3]
Iced up
Bezelled up
We're sick as fuck
What the fuck?
Top down
Windows up
Pistol tucked
What the fuck?
Bentley truck
Lamb truck
Rolls truck
What the fuck?
Pulled up
Froze up
Doors up
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
[Verse 4]
Chains up, charms up
I never tuck, ain't letting up
Boss up, what the fuck?
Baby, I'm a baller, don't get crossed up (That's hard)
Pulling up in that 'what the fuck?'
Number one, ain't no runner up
Your baby wanting some
I fuck her then I'm done with her (Damn)
My cars come from everywhere
I throw it out, I don't never care (No)
That weed smoke in the air
My moms know that I'm a player
Look at my chain, now she wanna call me by my name
Living life gang, impressed 'cause I got my own strain
Left my main, now I wanna get a new thing
Ain't shit changed, still spend a hundred on a chain
[Verse 5]
Iced up
Bezelled up
We're sick as fuck
What the fuck?
Top down
Windows up
Pistol tucked
What the fuck?
Bentley truck
Lamb truck
Rolls truck
What the fuck?
Pulled up
Froze up
Doors up
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
[Verse 6]
Pour me one, sub zero, I finish 'em
All of my bitches they geeking on Timbaland
Ooh, take me a trip out to Switzerland
Water on me, no cap like a fisherman
Zone 6 ****, we getting it
I like them euros and Benjamins
My bitch she get wet, I'm swimming in it
I got them pesos and euros, ain't switching it
I pull up in the 'what the fuck?'
Pistol in the club, I got it tucked
Skating on ice with the stick, no puck
Shorty ride the dick just like a truck
I drink that lean till I'm stuck
Fell by my hand, I need a glove
Diamond all white just like a dove
Got married to the money, I fell in love
Young **** clean house of suds
Ooh, his pinky ring caught me a dub
Stinking that money but these **** was
Fur on my Gucci, bih, these ain't no Uggs
Diamonds in my chain big as her love
25 thousand in 'Sace because
When I walk out the house, I leak out a dove
She wanna lick me, I'm dripping like fudge
I need your bowl, my pockets too bust
[Verse 7]
Iced up
Bezelled up
We're sick as fuck
What the fuck?
Top down
Windows up
Pistol tucked
What the fuck?
Bentley truck
Lamb truck
Rolls truck
What the fuck?
Pulled up
Froze up
Doors up
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
Written by: Sterling Pennix, Radric Davis, Cameron Thomaz, Joshua Luellen, Bryan Simmons
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