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出演艺人
Kubus
Kubus
表演者
Yuth
Yuth
表演者
Total Byrd
Total Byrd
表演者
作曲和作词
Jakub Klvac
Jakub Klvac
作曲
Yusuf Ergün
Yusuf Ergün
作曲
Jaime Hernández
Jaime Hernández
作曲
制作和工程
Kubus
Kubus
制作人
Yuth
Yuth
制作人

歌词

(Hey, Kubus!)
Told them lay down, get the bed hot
Rollie it, don't tick tock
I switch Glocks and hit shots
Switch beds, switch bitches, I got rich without the TikTok
Fuck a education, I was tryna keep my fit hot
Pick locks, kick rocks
Don't stop till I do it to them .40 on his ass, I'm a realer man
Won't stop with the realer music, I ain't stopping this shit till I get a band
Cracking the key in the trap with a minivan
You got no money, I got many bands
No friends, more bands, like a white steal your land
I know how to start a car without the key
I was selling all them drugs out there, I look like doctor P
Old bitch want me back, I'm telling that bitch like capeesh
You ain't had no keys for my heart, you getting no keys for my whip (Sheesh)
Yeah, engine roar like Jurassic Park
On the corner with the dawgs
We see your braud when it’s after dark
Tell me who tryna send the hit
I send it back with an after shock
Too busy tryna chase these dreams
I’m not the one to pillow talk
Round after round, yeah, you can get these shells
Bite the bullet or smooch it buddy, you won't kiss and tell
Thinking that your life a movie, I'ma spoil that it ain't ending well
Take his shorty heart and break it, 'cause this ain’t no fairytale (Bitch)
All them bitches that be whores, they ain't going on us
They ain't tricking shit
New Patek, water whip, water wrist, can't resist
Holy book, killing shit, genocide, slitting wrists
Call yourself a player with that big, bitch you ain't no tricking shit
That's how we getting rich
High off up this tec, I'm with intelligence
And the winners get it too
Run up on me, you gone catch my tool
Told them lay down, get the bed hot
Rollie it, don't tick tock
I switch Glocks and hit shots
Switch beds, switch bitches, I got rich without the TikTok
Fuck a education, I was tryna keep my fit hot
Pick locks, kick rocks
Don't stop till I do it to them .40 on his ass, I'm a realer man
Won't stop with the realer music, I ain't stopping this shit till I get a band
Cracking the key in the trap with a minivan
You got no money, I got many bands
No friends, more bands, like a white steal your land
I done gave my heart away, I gotta stop (Oh)
Way too many times, I done been through a lot (Oh)
Old girl calling my phone, I'ma go pray to God
Run up catch K's to your head
It's a different day, same bullshit that we been through
Having hella stab wounds and knife wounds, I catch you
What's that on yo girl face (Nut), my cashew
Dealt with too much lame ass bitches, I can't even get mad at you
I poured up, walk in slow-mo 'cause of my fanta
4's in my cup with my fandom, it's looking fanta
Tastic, ratchet, bitches calling me daddy
Ratchet, showing all that just for the money
Ain't getting 'nun, you trifling just for the funny
Keeping a gun, even if I'm out with my family
Settle like Ron from the T-Section, he got it
Always believed, never doubted
Told them lay down, get the bed hot (Go)
Rollie it, don't tick tock
I switch Glocks and hit shots (Pfft)
Switch beds, switch bitches, I got rich without the TikTok (Go, go, go)
Fuck a education, I was tryna keep my fit hot
Pick locks, kick rocks
Don't stop till I do it to them .40 on his ass, I'm a realer man (Realer man)
Won't stop with the realer music, I ain't stopping this shit till I get a band (Go)
Cracking the key in the trap with a minivan (Go, go, go)
You got no money, I got many bands
No friends, more bands, like a white steal your land
I know how to start a car without the key
I was selling all them drugs out there, I look like doctor P
Old bitch want me back, I'm telling that bitch like capeesh
You ain't had no keys for my heart, you getting no keys for my whip (Sheesh)
Written by: Jaime Hernández, Jakub Klvac, Yusuf Ergün
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