制作
出演艺人
Da Beatfreakz
表演者
作曲和作词
Ed Simons
作曲
T. Rowlands
词曲作者
歌词
[Verse 1]
Mix some magic with the coke
Whip the Pyrex with a fork
I whip up a storm on the regular
I pick up the calls on my cellular
Out designer every night
If you want, pay a price
Catch a **** at the lights
Make a **** catch a flight
Keep a burner on the hip
Throwing money at babes
C Biz, E-R
I see money when I piss
I'm the hottest on the scene
That's a falcon on my jeans
Baby hit me on the text
Said she fucked me in her dreams
Stacking money in my trap
Spent a hundred racks of cash
Ferragamo on my swag
Do a hundred on the dash
Hella hitting 'cause we're great
They're just faking 'cause they're fake
Serving ounces in a tray
Water whipping like a lake
[Verse 2]
Don't get caught in the crossfire
Bullets flying left right, left right
Don't get caught in the crossfire
Bullets flying left right, left right
[Verse 3]
Diamonds dancing on my jewelry, Metro Boomin
At the entrance all I see is **** screwing
I'm too busy bringing all the chocolate darlings
**** said he lurking, man, I beg your pardon
[Verse 4]
Lil' ****, don't be talking 'bout me, I know itchy fingers in the ends
Savage **** with the dreads, leave a body in the Thames
Counting cheddar, counting lettuce
Save it on my Visa debit
Counting cheddar, counting lettuce
No wonder why I'm always peckish
Phone line going brazy, brazy
You can never be my lady, baby
Whip a joint like I'm Tracy, crazy
In a fro, and that's fuck you, pay me
Pull up on 'em with a bougie babe
West Indies coolie babe
We twist for the Boosie fade
That's hip, hip, hip, hip hooray
[Verse 5]
Bringing me one to the block
I ain't gon' say a lot
Tell her, drop it like it's hot
X-O, gimme hugs
X-O, gimme props
X-O, gimme tops
Ten toes, wish me luck
Ten toes, fuck the ops
Real **** in the cut
Real **** on the roads
Thinking we ain't cross the law
Blowing money, y'all know
Big boy, y'all know
Big toys, y'all know
Test a **** if he want
Free smoke, free smoke
[Verse 6]
Don't get caught in the crossfire
Bullets flying left right, left right
Don't get caught in the crossfire
Bullets flying left right, left right
[Verse 7]
Diamonds dancing on my jewelry, Metro Boomin'
At the entrance all I see is **** screwing
I'm too busy bringing all the chocolate darlings
**** said he lurking, man, I beg your pardon
[Verse 8]
Don't get caught in the crossfire
Bullets flying left right, left right
Don't get caught in the crossfire
Bullets flying left right, left right
[Verse 9]
Diamonds dancing on my jewelry, Metro Boomin
At the entrance all I see is **** screwing
I'm too busy bringing all the chocolate darlings
**** said he lurking, man, I beg your pardon
Written by: Ed Simons