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Patient
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出演艺人
Post Malone
Post Malone
演唱
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Programming
作曲和作词
Austin Post
Austin Post
词曲作者
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
词曲作者
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
词曲作者
制作和工程
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
制作人
Alex Pavone
Alex Pavone
助理录音工程师
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
混音工程师
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
助理混音工程师
Jeff Jackson
Jeff Jackson
助理混音工程师
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
母带工程师

歌詞

Yeah, yeah, yeah I know my wrist be dancin' crazy Been on some fly shit lately Used to be so damn patient But now it's "Fuck you, pay me" Can't let these motherfuckers phase me Never let that money change me Ain't the way my momma raised me Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? Two hundred K and VVS, yellow diamonds They wanna run up but they won't ever find me Sleep right next to the F&N Motherfuck the government Sit down and I'm plottin' One hundred bands on my body Fuck with them boys, catch a body Lil' momma just want my pocket 'Rari take off like a rocket Hol' up, you too close I don't know, I don't know ya' Had to run it, run it up How I roll, how I roll, yeah It's like after you pop off They all act like they know ya' And Young Post be like Pablo And they all love to blow ya', yeah I know my wrist be dancin' crazy Been on some fly shit lately Used to be so damn patient But now it's "Fuck you, pay me" Can't let these motherfuckers phase me Never let that money change me Ain't the way my momma raised me Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? Two hundred, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway You may contain me but you won't ever stop me On the way to my residence Try message your boo again She pullin' up prolly Yeah, sturdy inside of that Bentley Yeah, come take a tat' on my belly Yeah, people actin' too friendly, man They tryna get dividends This shit is a problem Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me I know them people but they don't represent me Them wastemen, we gonna make 'em all pay They will never stop the plan Eighty jumpin' off my hand Rollie, rollie, rollie Bust it open, holy moly I know my wrist be dancin' crazy Been on some fly shit lately Used to be so damn patient But now it's "Fuck you, pay me" Can't let these motherfuckers phase me Never let that money change me Ain't the way my momma raised me Don't mean to brag but can you blame me? Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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