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歌词
[Intro]
Hey, oh, yo
Why oh, why oh, why oh, why you keep fuckin' with me?
You gon' make me jump out my skin, believe me
[Chorus]
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Push these bitches off me like, "Huh"
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Uh-huh, I be immune to shit, uh-huh
Tuckin' the broom and shit, uh-huh
They wanna assume and shit, uh-huh
Know you a joke, my ancestor close
I howl at the moon and shit, uh-huh
Know the results, the ballot is in
Man, I'm 'bout to boom again, uh-huh
[Verse 2]
You funny, dawg
Peek-a-boo, can't hide behind your money, dawg
A week or two, I meditate on runnin' lost
Swerve, swerve, swerve, shake the currents off, yeah
[Chorus]
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Push these bitches off me like, "Huh"
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Yeah
[Chorus]
Head up
Chest out
Silence
I'm stressed out (Shhh)
Be quiet
I'm stressed out
Stressed out, stressed out, stressed
[Bridge]
Pick my daughter up
She need all the love
I need all the love
I mean all of us
It's like 6 o'clock
Bitch, you talk too much
You makin' it awkward, love
I mean, it's hard enough
I mean, it's—
[Verse 3]
They don't fuck with me, even if they could
Pull out the stick, hit a bitch with the wood
First to park Rolls Royce, 'vert in the hood
Don't worry 'bout us over here, we good
The AP Roman numeral
E'rywhere I go, I need pharmaceuticals
I ran my whole conglomerate
I was just mappin' shit out in the cubicle
Suicide coupe, it's a funeral
Trackhawk launch like a slingshot
Big ol' ruby diamond on my pinky finger
That bitch look like a Ring Pop
Money on my mind, money on your head
Can't ride three times when you comin' through the 'jects
Red Cross kept a **** fed
In the studio with K.Dot, fresh out the feds
Yeah, you **** can't stand the rain
**** don't stand a chance
Yeah, Chevrolet, candy paint
I spend a band in a Benz
I call the bae off a Google app
I'm the type to get my shooter whacked
I had to survive off a tuna pack
[Verse 4]
Five percent tint on the whip like, "Who was that?"
Coupe take off like it's mad
Beat the dope with a fork, I'm whippin' up Sudafed
I'm doing scams in the lab
Every Thursday, girl's day, spendin' time with my daughter
Made me go harder
Every Sunday, son's day, teach my boy to be a man
I ain't have no father
Fell in love with the block, I ain't had no park
Just a sawed-off shotgun, Mossberg
We stackin' that money up proper
Awkward diamonds look like marbles
Audemars water, aqua, beatin' the block up till we spout 'em
I don't want your ice, but I want your life, but fuck it, I still might rob 'em
[Verse 5]
Dawg
[Chorus]
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Push these bitches off me like, "Huh"
Push these **** off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes
I'm pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Pushin' 'em all off me like, "Huh"
Yeah
[Chorus]
Head up
Chest out
Silence
I'm stressed out (Shhh)
Be quiet
I'm stressed out
Stressed out, stressed out, stressed out
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Jahaan Sweet, Jake Kosich, Johnny Kosich, Kendrick Lamar, Mark Spears, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Matthew Schaeffer