歌词
[Verse 1]
Late night in the studio workin', yeah, we was all workin'
Shit was good just a week ago, everything was perfect
Shit feel good, and I deserve it
Ay, don't you hate that feelin' why you nervous?
But ain't none like that feelin' that you get when you spendin'
And you know I drop a band on every purchase
Put a price the head, then go purchase him
Go ask about me in the hood, yeah, they worship him
Behind curtains, I put up a seal
If any problem gettin' churches filled
Oh, yeah, I'm straight from the bottom, but I'm finally upstairs
Gotta watch where I step, they got mines over there
Through all the bullshit, still gotta persevere
Yeah, I got it next year, shit, I'm finally here, yeah
She ain't never sat up in the ghost
She ain't never sit front row, so she ain't really know that
The difference between me is I'ma go
And between me and you, your man, he a ho
And between me and you, I leave at four
At the airport to lean to the floor
I'll try and get a ring, like, three in a row
I'm a machine, somethin' mean on the low (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
No ride
'Cause you gotta do better
You gotta do better, girl
You shoulda knew better, girl
Shoulda knew better
Then she'll do better
You gotta do better, girl
You shoulda knew better, girl
I'm in that new thang
I got on two chains
Bitch, this ain't 2 Chainz
Two bitches with me in two lanes
New Bentley Mulsanne
New Bentley Mulsanne
New Bentley Mulsanne
[Verse 3]
Bitch, I'm John Popi to reel it back
Bring the whole thang, man, I real at that
I'm in that bed with the ceiling cracked
I know they mad, I ain't rented that
Hunnids on me, I ain't givin' back
Goin' to Paris, I an't comin' back
She come with me, she ain't comin' back
Gimme a week, probly send her back
I got the money, man, confidential
So many hunnids, ain't no tellin' what she'll do
She might turn up for the crew
Pass that lil' bitch around and send her right back to you
I send her right back to you
If it ain't right, send them pints back to you
The life that I chose, a lot can I lose
Do what you can, I do what I choose
Sit, light a roof, I'm in a coupe
Feelin' like Hefner, Versace on my shoes
Bitch, I'm the man, put Balmain on my ho
Givenchy my toes, my hoes and my hoes
Shirt by Chinchilla it match with the coat
Bitch, I'm John Popi, said, I do the most
Call baby bro, I'ma need me a four
John Popi, Lucci, how could you go wrong?
[Verse 4]
No ride
'Cause you gotta do better
You gotta do better, girl
You shoulda knew better, girl
You shoulda knew better
You shoulda do better
You gotta do better, girl
You shoulda knew better, girl
I'm in a new thang
I got on two chains
Bitch, this ain't 2 Chainz
Two bitches with me in two lanes
New Bentley Mulsanne
New Bentley Mulsanne
New Bentley Mulsanne
Written by: JohnnyLegg
