音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Powers Pleasant
Powers Pleasant
表演者
Maxo Kream
Maxo Kream
表演者
Erick the Architect
Erick the Architect
表演者
作曲和作词
Powers Pleasant
Powers Pleasant
词曲作者
Erick Elliott
Erick Elliott
词曲作者
Abbas Hamad
Abbas Hamad
词曲作者
Emekwanem Biosah Jr.
Emekwanem Biosah Jr.
词曲作者
Edwin Kenneth Green Jr.
Edwin Kenneth Green Jr.
词曲作者
制作和工程
Powers Pleasant
Powers Pleasant
制作人
Jonnywood
Jonnywood
制作人

歌词

Maxo, Maxo Kream (Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger) Clic Gang, bang Slug on my neck like aqua (hey) Plug and connect like Wi-Fi (hey-hey) Sippin' codeine out the Fanta (whoa) Mixin' that lean like tie-dye (whoa-whoa) Fuck a nigga bitch like, haha (hey, okay) Gun on my hip like fye-fye (okay) My whip, an old school artifact (break it down) My bitch yellow like Kyla Pratt Fuck a lil' bitch like cardio (uh-huh) Takin' mushrooms like Mario (vroom) Water on my neck like Fiji (uh-huh) Takin' mushrooms, Luigi (goddamn, yeah) 10-1-10 my barrio (uh-huh) Sendin' them pies like Domino (crip) Pack disappear, Houdini (get gone) Pack get done like Wa-Pa (damn) Sippin' that syrup like ah-ha (whoa) Movin' them birds like Popeye's (whoa-whoa) Goyard belt, no Prada (hey) Diamonds do the cha-cha (hey-hey) Porno flick like Ray J New bitch look like Kim K (Maxo, Maxo) She black and white like Kid 'N' Play (Maxo, Maxo) She yellow bone like Lisa Ray (Maxo, Maxo) Slug on my neck like aqua (bling) Plug and connect like Wi-Fi (goddamn) Sippin' codeine out the Fanta (drank) Mixin' that lean like tie-dye (crip) Fuck a nigga bitch like, haha (hey, hey) Gun on my hip like fye-fye (hey, hey) My whip, an old school artifact (break it down) My bitch yellow like Kyla Pratt H double O-D-R-A-T AR paint like A-R-T Put it straight in my C-A-R-T Who the Jay of my E-R-A? Me Y'all better pre-P-A-R-E, P-R-A-Y for A-I-D Bitch, I made myself like AI, keep a K the size of a K-I-D Piece just hit my account like A-Rod 3K hit my account like, hey-ya She say I'm in her spot like a lot Now she wanna see me chart like K-Pop My niggas call the gun store K-Mart My niggas cause a whole lotta chaos My niggas at your door like Avon Nigga, my flow so fire, it's a séance My pit chewin' on human bones My bitch, put her in human clothes On bankhead seein' UFO's All that flexin' get you exposed Droppin' that top like Georgia Dome Carry that mop like chores at home Out the mud like artifacts Big dawg, I shat on all these cats Slug on my neck like aqua (bling) Plug and connect like Wi-Fi (goddamn) Sippin' codeine out the Fanta (drank) Mixin' that lean like tie-dye (crip) Fuck a nigga bitch like, haha (hey, hey) Gun on my hip like fye-fye (hey, hey) My whip, an old school artifact (break it down) My bitch yellow like Kyla Pratt (ay) I'm big in my city, they all know it, dawg Only option is to run they pocket like it's cardio Zaza in my hands, my fingers icy if I roll a bid I am one of one, like straight December with the coldest G (they know I'm fleek) Bomb strike, runnin' out of state, help me jump the gate I move away, bend the block, my partners tell me stop the tape God gave me grace, dwellin' on mistakes, change of pace Fuck them jakes, we ain't sweatin' fakes, we authenticate Slug on my neck like aqua (bling) Plug and connect like Wi-Fi (goddamn) Sippin' codeine out the Fanta (drank) Mixin' that lean like tie-dye (crip) Fuck a nigga bitch like, haha (hey, hey) Gun on my hip like fye-fye (hey, hey) My whip, an old school artifact (break it down) My bitch yellow like Kyla Pratt Get off my nuts, please, girl, you on me Shorty tryna fuck me, I don't want it Pussy like a fast ball, down the middle She said, "Hit it with the mask off, just a little" Listen, if you was the last dog in the kennel, I still wouldn't blast off Kick the isle and hit the low, I know I still make last call Holdin' on, pray the pros outweigh the cons Pray my bro don't play the con' It ain't all that it seems, hard as it seems, show you how to break a bond Back and forth like a game of pong, seein' backstabbin' like it's Game of Thrones But I'm back, snappin' with my latest poems Basi, haters know him They gotta acknowledge the greatest goin' They clock from a distance, they watch my condition They copy, but they cannot stay in form I've been poppin' since niggas was Minions I'm a popular nigga, bitch, stay informed Ran up a tab in a hundred cities, but it's really this Merc' got me feelin' foreign What you tryna do? Bas
Writer(s): Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah Jr., Erick Elliot, Powers Pleasant, Abbas Hamad, Jonny Wood, Edwin Kenneth Green Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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