音樂影片

音樂影片

積分

演出藝人
Rob49
Rob49
聲樂
G Herbo
G Herbo
聲樂
詞曲
Robert L. Jamison IV
Robert L. Jamison IV
詞曲創作
Edward Theodore Riley Jr
Edward Theodore Riley Jr
詞曲創作
Moritz Busch
Moritz Busch
詞曲創作
Luiz J. Diaz
Luiz J. Diaz
詞曲創作
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
詞曲創作
Robert Coleman Thomas
Robert Coleman Thomas
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Robb2b
Robb2b
製作人
Tash
Tash
製作人
Shortyyk
Shortyyk
製作人
Looisey
Looisey
製作人
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
混音師
Joshua “Za” Zayas
錄音師
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
母帶工程師

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Yeah, here we go again
Life was all fat mama house so she couldn't see my vision
Go ask lil' bro, I broke the law, I flew pounds in my city
I'm in the Lamb' truck gettin' my dick sucked
Light skin, dark skin, I want both of 'em
[Verse 2]
Let me know some
Two hoes slid on me, but I want three, I need a foursome
I already got a ho, I don't want no ho talkin' 'bout she wholesome
I don't need no more clout, ho, watch your mouth, always tryna post some
Keep my glock on me, I hop out front seat, tryna smoke some
Keep the questions, I don't know nothin'
Glizzy don't need a beam, but like a green dot, bitch, you know it's comin'
Soon as we leave his team
We just gon' flee the scene
My shooters score with ease
We don't even need a screen
[Verse 3]
Yeah, my shooter score with ease
Soon as he see 'em he squeeze
Run my town in a matte black truck with 5% tent with skis on
I be trying to uh, get in her pants, get in the end zone
I be trying to uh, trap all day like a trap star
On my grind but I don't skate
Ask me shit, I plead the fifth
Get a big check on the first
Yeah I love, but I don't need her
I was down bad but I turnt up quick, got that win again
Losses turned to lessons, I'm the truth, they can't do this shit
And I'm scheming hard, **** know I'm a problem
I be in the projects, bro serve Oxycodone
He be playing with that white shit like he serving Coca Cola
I be, I be, I be keepin' my pistol like I'm 'posed to
[Verse 4]
I be quick to get on a **** ass like he owe some
Broski riding Jag, do the dash like he stole some
We don't even pull up Jags, ridin' new ones like the old ones
Fuckin' up that sack, buying platinum like it's golden
I be, I be quick to slut a bitch, she don't mean nun
Then get drunk and text her phone quick like I need some
You can't talk like you love these hoes, I don't either
Feed her dick and then she call me piss I won't feed her
[Outro]
She don't even trip
On my neck a kit
On my right a brick
In my left a switch
I make bitches lit
So I left her lit
I got with her rich
So I left her rich
Written by: Edward Theodore Riley Jr, Herbert R Wright, Luiz J. Diaz, Moritz Busch, Robert L. Jamison IV, Robert Thomas
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