ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason Hunter
Mason Hunter
Songwriter
Halembert Caicedo
Halembert Caicedo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
tookhozy
tookhozy
Producer

歌詞

I just been running in circles, been running around with the gang
Feel like I'm on the Truman Show, feel like my back's against the wall again
How did I figure this out? Look in my mirror then I scream and shout
All these bitches I'm taking 'em out
Roof, roof, roof, yeah the dogs in the house
Thinkin' I'm different, I'm known to chop it and split it
Her pussy taste so exquisite, I mean I'm gone
Bound to be different, I mean no one understanding
I mean this song yeah this rhythm is in my bones
Astrology ****, I like astrology bitches
Gemini baby, yeah I'm the one that be different
Oh my God, your bitches all in my mentions
Oh my God, your bitch is all in my britches
Nothing's ever perfect
Baby make it worth it
She a lil Missy
Watch her flip it and reverse it
Just she like she rehearsed
She want a man to buy her purses
She dont know I only got three dollars to my name
I'm a wordsmith
Marijuana burning
You would think this shit is from Jamaica
My eyes red, counting up my paystubs
My money in the red like makeup
Head like tape up
Written by: Halembert Caicedo, Mason Hunter
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