積分
演出藝人
Young Thug
聲樂
Young Butta
聲樂
詞曲
Young Butta
詞曲創作
Jeffrey Williams
詞曲創作
Eduardo Earle Jr.
詞曲創作
Jeffrey Lacroix
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Kenny 'KennyMixx' Daniels
母帶工程師
Fuse 808 Mafia
製作人
Kenny Mixx
母帶工程師
Tre Pounds
製作人
歌詞
[Verse 1]
I know that I'm making a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My **** go brazy, no Ritalin
AP bitch, I'm all 'bout them Benjis
[Verse 2]
I come through that fur like John Lennon
My wrist a half cut, I'm not kiddin'
They dig all the shit that I'm kicking
I just bought my bitch some new titties
[Verse 3]
You take out these pictures you bogus
We gon' turn your ass until you tollin'
We gon' ice your ass down 'till you folded
Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice
[Verse 4]
**** jewelry water need a float it
Make some bad bitches fuck my brody
I eat crabs, fish and that Chipotle
They got lots of bread, I'ma call butter
[Verse 5]
Three chopsticks, I paid a stack for it
They run me through, I probably got warrants
In the back of the back, uh
Burning OG out of Backwoods
[Verse 6]
I just dancing diamonds, racing Balmain
Lots of fakes allergic to seafood and serve for decoration
Lobster never tasted, missed Thanksgiving
I was in Miami, I was on ocean
[Verse 7]
I was on vacation in the best speed
One twenty racing, AP on the right
Shit was like the Matrix
In and out of lanes, weaving in the spaceship
[Verse 8]
I'm flexing that muscle like Popeye
But fighter or a bit, no that's not I
I may move on turtle roof, bye bye
Then remove the lid at the stoplight
[Verse 9]
With my side bitches at Benihana's
Brung her sister, her bestie, her mama
Told 'em tab is on me, yeah I got 'em
And I pay the bill all in new hundreds
Now that is real colorful money
Spikes on me, they drip at the bottom
She want thug and her friend is a toss up
[Verse 10]
I know that I'm making a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My **** go brazy, no Ritalin
AP bitch, I'm all 'bout them Benjis
[Verse 11]
I come through that fur like John Lennon
My wrist a half cut, I'm not kiddin'
They dig all the shit that I'm kicking
I just bought my bitch some new titties
[Verse 12]
You take out these pictures you bogus
We gon' turn your ass until you tollin'
We gon' ice your ass down till you folded
Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice
[Verse 13]
**** jewelry water need a float it
Make some bad bitches fuck my brody
I eat crabs, fish and that Chipotle
They got lots of bread, I'ma call butter
[Verse 14]
She said she want a cat
So I went bought a Jag
And it match in the back
Make these bitches look sad
[Verse 15]
I just dyed my hair grey
Like a motherfucking dad
And you know that we feasting
I just couldn't get fat
[Verse 16]
Mind fuck 'em when I speak
Take the Farrakhan notes
My rock wrist is on gold
Like the new hundred spokes
[Verse 17]
**** scared to their soul
When I pull up with folks
I'ma take out the trash
Put it right in her throat
[Verse 18]
And you know I stay with them AKs
And I should have caught 'em
Man, fuck 'em he shouldn't have played 'bout the butter
I only play inside the cover
Like a kid, make them play with each other
And I'm ridin' round with a real bad bitch
Oops, I meant girl, cover
[Verse 19]
I know that I'm making a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My **** go brazy, no Ritalin
AP bitch, I'm all 'bout them Benjis
[Verse 20]
I come through that fur like John Lennon
My wrist a half cut, I'm not kiddin'
They dig all the shit that I'm kicking
I just bought my bitch some new titties
[Verse 21]
You take out these pictures you bogus
We gon' turn your ass until you tollin'
We gon' ice your ass down till you folded
Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice
[Verse 22]
**** jewelry water need a float it
Make some bad bitches fuck my brody
I eat crabs, fish and that Chipotle
They got lots of bread, I'ma call butter
[Verse 23]
I know that I'm making a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My **** go brazy, no Ritalin
AP bitch, I'm all 'bout them Benjis
[Verse 24]
I come through that fur like John Lennon
My wrist a half cut, I'm not kiddin'
They dig all the shit that I'm kicking
I just bought my bitch some new titties
[Verse 25]
You take out these pictures you bogus
We gon' turn your ass until you tollin'
We gon' ice your ass down 'til you folded
Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice
[Verse 26]
**** jewelry water need a float it
Make some bad bitches fuck my brody
I eat crabs, fish and that Chipotle
They got lots of bread, I'ma
Written by: Jeffrey Williams, Young Butta