音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Roddy Ricch
Roddy Ricch
声乐
作曲和作词
Anthony Costley Jr
Anthony Costley Jr
词曲作者
June James
June James
词曲作者
Rodrick Moore
Rodrick Moore
词曲作者
制作和工程
AJ Costly
AJ Costly
制作人
June the Genius
June the Genius
制作人

歌词

[Verse 1]
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all of dogs at the Airbnb
All these **** tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these fuck ****
I'm straight out the mud, I can't fuck with fuck ****
Why he say where he from? I don't give a fuck, ****
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust ****
I just put my middle finger up, fuck a fuck ****
[Verse 2]
Aye, gang slide, gang slide, that's what I was doing last year
A lot of people say I'm being humble, ****, this the last year
Got some many bands, I'm the cashier, aye
A **** retired the hats, bitch, I can't do no cappin' here
And I gotta keep the rachet with me
Take his knee, got him Colin Kaepernick-ing
Puerto Rican, she freaky, I bag the bitches
Migros throw me the pussy, I'm dabbin' in it
I'm a Crip ****, but I gotta fuck with my slimes
Nike headband, got the check right 'round my mind
I just can't fuck with these fuck ****
Sniper look like a goose, I can't duck ****
I lay down on the pillow with plus three
Talkin' 'bout how they all wanna fuck a ****
I ain't no lick, ****, and I ain't no bitch ****
My taxes is six figures, but I drop that on my whip, ****
[Verse 3]
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all of dogs at the Airbnb
All these **** tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these fuck ****
I'm straight out the mud, I can't fuck with fuck ****
Why he say where he from? I don't give a fuck, ****
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust ****
I just put my middle finger up, fuck a fuck ****
[Verse 4]
I be like fuck that ****, he ain't talkin' no money
If it ain't got twenties, fifties, hundreds, I don't love it
Look at my cup, it's double
Doin' donuts in public, aye
And Codeine a hellava drug
Sometime's a **** gotta go and say fuck it
Bought a new coupe for her, know my baby love it
Stirred the pot like a **** makin' butter
Holy water just to flood the face up
Natural bitches, I'm like, "Fuck makeup"
Like my bitchese wearing Marc Jacobs
She poppin' it, I gotta smash
She trippin', I got her a bag
I'm Crippin' Chanel on the rag
I ain't got time for these fuck ****
Keep a pistol on me, don't try your luck, ****
If you ain't gang, ****, I don't fuck with you
Fuck your kind, ****, you a fuck ****, aye
[Verse 5]
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all of dogs at the Airbnb
All these **** tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these fuck ****
I'm straight out the mud, I can't fuck with fuck ****
Why he say where he from? I don't give a fuck, ****
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust ****
I just put my middle finger up, fuck a fuck ****
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