積分
歌詞
(What's happening with you, Jeffrey?)
Eh
Raised in Golders, choose my olders
Bet they'd cry when they see who I stand by
Her head on my shoulders, need some boulders
She wanna be mine, I'll put it on stand-by
I been tryna show her some place colder
The heat's so high, I can tell by her tan line
Fly like pelican, got her from Kennington
It make me smile when I see her throw gang signs
All white like she covered in milk
I'm on a clean when I'm bagging them deals
I had fiends tryna pattern their meals
Missed calls on a Nokia phone that I built
Cold heart, but a **** still feel
When I still got some things that I keep concealed (Shh)
I got ones that I pattern in France
Straight back to the K, this shit is for real
Easy, easy, who told her my government?
It's making my girl start an argument
Please me, please me, she wanna have pricey sex
Should've seen her face in a Cullinan
I tried to take a perc for a medicine
Then I saw the benefits of selling 'em
And I seen the benefits of relevance
Anything I say or do, she see a gentleman
Fangirls federal
How the fuck she got my private, genitals
Chest incredible
I'm tryna look away, but I'm terrible
B-b-back then I ain't shit to my name
Now they tryna get my decimals
I treat my opps like blunts
With a 1-2 spark and smoke, yeah I dead 'em all
Life on easy, my dick is on hard
The bitch like a pill, I split it in half
Don't ask for the total, I give 'em my card
The game on my back, I need a massage
Lived in the Six and I lived in Japan
So I'm used to the sticks and I'm used to the Wang
I was down bad, so I did what I can
Raised my bands and I raised my (ha-)
Raised in Golders, choose my olders
Bet they'd cry when they see who I stand by
Her head on my shoulders, need some boulders
She wanna be mine, I'll put it on stand-by
I been tryna show her some place colder
The heat's so high, I can tell by her tan line
Fly like pelican, got her from Kennington
It make me smile when I see her throw gang signs
All white like she covered in milk
I'm on a clean when I'm bagging them deals
I had fiends tryna pattern their meals
Missed calls on a Nokia phone that I built
Cold heart, but a **** still feel
When I still got some things that I keep concealed (Shh)
I got ones that I pattern in France
Straight back to the K, this shit is for real
Yo, came out the jungle, Mowgli
They don't know, but a **** still loading
No lies when the mandem talk
But they talk like me, now I feel like they cloning
Shorty home alone, just soaking
I'm in the trap, no Macaulay Culkin
Get to know if I'm real
Link me in the flesh, I can't lie right now, I feel chosen
I cut the crack, the mess
The facts, money and sex
I'm putting that shit to the test
Them things you don't wanna address
I talk my shit with my chest
I cannot settle for less
I'm inna my thoughts and my eyes wide open
I'm out for my best interest
Raised in Golders, choose my olders
Bet they'd cry when they see who I stand by
Her head on my shoulders, need some boulders
She wanna be mine, I'll put it on stand-by
I been tryna show her some place colder
The heat's so high, I can tell by her tan line
Fly like pelican, got her from Kennington
It make me smile when I see her throw gang signs
All white like she covered in milk
I'm on a clean when I'm bagging them deals
I had fiends tryna pattern their meals
Missed calls on a Nokia phone that I built
Cold heart, but a **** still feel
When I still got some things that I keep concealed (Shh)
I got ones that I pattern in France
Straight back to the K, this shit is for real
Written by: Coults Coults, Japhet Paulo

