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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deebaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesus Martinez Jr.
Songwriter
Deebaby
Songwriter
歌詞
I just fucked up a quarter million in a month
I made a quarter million in a week
I just popped me a bottle at the barbershop
I got this shit on lock and I'll do it again
So real at the party I own a couple of chips so you might
Run it back nobody goes harder than me
My diamonds wet my bitch is hot legendary only time I get to see
I just fucked up a quarter million in a month
I made a quarter million in a week
And I know some **** who's trippin', don't ride
I know some **** who ride in the street
I just took a trip, I'm about to blow my car
I'm fuckin' quarterly, and I'm rockin' with shawty
Don't really care who she fuck
As long as she don't fuck all me
I just got things right, five for an hour
I got a new bitch, she lookin' like Jessica Howard
How you trip on that big boy? You hustlin' backwards
**** playin', put a hollow on top of his scalper
My **** hustle, I rap with a gangbanger
Homicide detective of the world, say no, no
She don't have no standards, she fuckin' a dog
In the seat, got a secret compressor for cocaine
I'ma slip her over to the side no hoe bae
She follow me baby
He know where the hopes at, go hang yourself, baby
Know where the ropes at, do me one smoke
Get turned to a dope pack I ain't hard to find
Get hit with the low jack
Lil' taxi turn to a white tow-tag
Five and a twenty, I was makin' **** coke flat
Me and that ****, but he came from the dope set
I just made a hundred thousand in a month
I got them loads comin' by the block, H5
80s take off in that Benz, but I'm swappin' cars
If I get a hundred, baby, you know I'm the shit
Like I came out the dump
Mossberg, pistol grip, it's a pump
If I'm goin' to war, if I lose my mama
My grand mama told me that they find a lump
Yo **** ain't shit, that **** a chump, huh
I like the ball, dunk double cup
Walk, pour out that punch
These babies get high, that **** ain't drunk
We play most of the dawn in the light of the skunk
That lil **** a bitch, he like playin' with punks
Pop trunk, that bitch come out the front
Blue tips, that one come out the gun
I just fucked up a quarter million in a month
I'm back a quarter million in a week
Cash, car, we don't stop for no charge
PBL, truck, came with the chopper
Come inside, this might as well be a momma
Dropped off, we should sleep on a couch
But I think we made it, I like it
I just fucked up a quarter million in a month
I made a quarter million in a week
And I know some **** who street, but don't ride
I know some **** who ride in the street
I just took a drink, I'm about to dump my car
I'm frontin' for that lean, and I'm rockin' with shawty
Don't really care who she fuck, now she don't fuck all me
How you just got 3.5 for an hour?
Got a new bitch, she lookin' like Jessica Howard
How you trippin' on that bitch, boy? You hustlin' backwards
**** playin', put a hollow on top of his copper
My **** hustle, I rap with a gangbanger
Homicide detective, the world say no, no
She don't want no standards, she fuck on the door
When I say I got a secret compressor for cocaine
Written by: Jesus Martinez Jr.