音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Young Thug
聲樂
詞曲
Jeffery Williams
詞曲創作
Nils Nöhden
詞曲創作
Quavious Marshall
詞曲創作
Wesley “Wheezy” Tyler Glass
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Joe LaPorta
母帶工程師
Alex Tumay
混音師
BAINZ
錄音師
Nils
製作人
Shaan Singh
錄音師
Wheezy
製作人
歌詞
[Verse 1]
(Wheezy outta here)
Wee, woo
Woo-ooh, ooh
[Verse 2]
Divide the shooters (Divide)
Then split up the house
Intruder in the West Wing (Intruder)
They knockin' ya off (Blaow)
The AP a Mille, the baguette it spilled
Just look at the frost (Look at the 'guetty)
Pull all of my whips out
I make the North look a little awesome (Skrrt, skrrt)
The circle of bosses (Go)
Pussy, you better not cross us (Circle of bosses)
We asked your bitch (Yeah)
Her pussy be wetter than faucets (Ask, ask)
I close my fist (Close)
My ice, it make an announcement (Ice, ice)
I raise a brick (Brick)
Make her go hike on a mountain (Uh)
[Verse 3]
She got Eliantte on her neck
Light blue, all the hunduns, let it spread
I told her it's nap time, with the red
Rolls Royce, Forgiato, what I said
Sippin' lean, but got no sinus
I could turn to a mad scientist
Board a jet in like any climate
Bitches tryna come over and dine in
Throw 11 like Matt Ryan
Most my bitches and me are tight, and
Hurt her heart with no Neosporin, then
I'ma watch it like WiFi
[Verse 4]
Clear water on her neck, ****, don't see the shark (Ice, splash)
Back to back, double R trucks, no key to park it (Double R)
Name the location, we mark it (Hey)
We gotta move the smartest (Move)
I got a K in my office (Brra)
You ever seen a carcass? (Body)
Growed up to be an arsoner (Fire)
Breathin' out fire, like oxygen
McLaren, it came equipped (Skrrt)
Pressin' the gas, and exhaust the whip
We get the strain and dip (Strain)
Can't pull up on me, come get your chips
Heard car got flipped (Flipped)
They might pull up on you with sticks in the Lyft
[Verse 5]
Hey, I'm countin' these racks up in the bed
I still took the pill, didn't know what it said
They caterin' Activis at the weddin'
I travel with the Draco or the 'chete
You think that she straight
I'm turnin' her gay, got her kissin' a lady
She quiet as kept, I slap on her face and I bite on her lips
My closet silk, the Maybach outside, and the floor is equipped
I don't recept', no receptionists, I don't accept
Tall, red shit, yeah, she inspire me
Woo, flavor, no freak, make a bitch shine my teeth
Teeth, we don't want peace, yeah, we're clearly young beasts
Oh, oh, oh, I gotta speed, baby, this a Lamborghini (Woah)
Woah, I don't need a seat, I'd rather run through the streets
Woo, hunnid K a week, livin' at the Grand Marquis
Woo, how much I can eat? I gotta see
Whoo, I gotta see, I was at the Grand Marquis
[Verse 6]
Divide the shooters (Divide)
Then split up the house
Intruder in the West Wing (Intruder)
They knockin' ya off (Blaow)
The AP a Mille, the baguette it spilled
Just look at the frost (Look at the 'guetty)
Pull all of my whips out
I make the North look a little awesome (Skrrt, skrrt)
The circle of bosses (Go)
Pussy, you better not cross us (Circle of bosses)
We asked your bitch (Yeah)
Her pussy be wetter than faucets (Ask, ask)
I close my fist (Close)
My ice, it make an announcement (Ice, ice)
I raise a brick (Brick)
Make her go hike on a mountain (Uh)
Written by: Jeffrey Lamar Williams, Quavious Marshall


