제공
Trippie Redd의 상위 곡
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Travis Scott
보컬
Trippie Redd
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Jacques Bermon Webster II
송라이터
Michael Lamar White II
송라이터
CARLTON D MAYS JR.
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
MIKE DEAN
믹싱 엔지니어
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
프로듀서
가사
Oh my god
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Oh my god
Yeah, Big 14 know what the fuck goin' on
Aye
Hold up
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap
All these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in (Hold up)
Aye, count my guap, count my guap
Cannot stop comin' in, comin' in
Pull up in a drop-top, she drop dead
I pulled up in a drop-top, she drop dead
My diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands
My diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands
Yeah, hold up
I don't know what planet I'm on
I'm a king, lil' bitch watch the throne
I feel like Voldo, I'll chop off your arms (Off your arms, yuh)
Steady causin' havoc, yeah (Yeah)
Bitch I'm ballin' hard just like a Maverick (Yeah)
Money stretch long lil' bitch, like elastic
Now that bitch steady calling me Mr. Fantastic, yeah, ayy
Know I keep a ratchet (Alright)
If you play, boy I'll turn your ass to ashes, yeah
Automatic, doo-doo-doo-doo, bitch, I'm blastin', yeah
Ooh, put you in a casket, yeah
Money stretch long, it's elastic
I don't know what planet I'm on (I'm on Mars)
I'm the king, lil' bitch, watch the throne
I feel like Voldo, I'll chop off your arms (Yeah)
Hold up
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap (Yeah)
All these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in (Hold up, it's lit)
Ayy, count my guap, count my guap (Straight up)
Cannot stop comin' in, comin' in (Yeah)
Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead (Alright)
I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead (Yeah)
My diamond's dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands (Yeah)
My diamond's dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands (Yeah)
Astroworld's my planet, my home (Yeah)
Car's too hot, the fumes too strong (Yeah, yeah, it's lit)
Mixed this cup for way too long (Yeah, yeah, alright)
Add it up, don't subtract it (Yeah, yeah)
Pour this eighth with me and let's get blasted (Straight up)
Lambo' drive like a dragon (Skrrt, skrrt, ooh)
Can't fall asleep at night 'cause they attacking, yeah
I, hop in the coupe, go insane
I, disappear, go David Blaine
We, don't do the same (No)
I, feed all my bitches the caine (White)
I, double cup to drown the pain (Drank)
Like a octane (Gas)
I'ma put six in the Lambo and jet to the plane (Skrrt, skrrt)
Move for this chain with your elbow, I hope you got aim
Don't need no more stains, or get hot like my name (La Flame)
Yeah, hide out in the trees with the bumblebees
Please say the name three times, we gon' pop up on you
Like I'm Bloody Mary, man
Hold up
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap
All these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in (Hold up)
Aye, count my guap, count my guap
Cannot stop comin' in, comin' in
Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead
I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead
My diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands
My diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands
Yeah
Writer(s): Jacques Webster, Carlton Mays, Michael Lamar White Ii
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