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martiece bills
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Elijah Nathaniel Glover
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製作與工程團隊
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歌詞
Aye, damn
Bitch, aye, aye
What that words is, push out doors and handle business
Lil' bro hoop, no open rec
Bitch, this ain't no LA Fitness
Bet' not trust these bitches, know they swinging doors
They tryna leave you finished
My first rap check going to Johnny Dang
16K at the dentist
Bitch, we in that Track, this a different engine
Put that burner on his back, he get a different feeling
Tryna get my brother in the yo, he tryna raise the killing
Like bitch, it's money in this rap
We can be up millions
I ain't dodging Raq, bitch, I'm over east
Tryna run it up real fast
I'm tryna go and up the sleeve
Bitch tryna say she fuck with me, I know she lying through her teeth
Call me Lil' Tese The Bush, I'm staking out for the beef
****, get it? Ugh
I ah get a bitch up off my list, if I ain't feeling her
Loyalty to them hoes, boy, you a bitch
When this shit go off the cliff, he the first one to submit
**** do that fluky shit, he gone pay the consequence
On my mama, ****
Told my mama don't call me lucky, everything I got I earned
I ain't have the right of way, I just had to wait my turn
I just copped 10 pair of fazos, I'm like damn, I feel like Herb
Forgiatos, when I swerve
I really came up from the curb
I was cutting up in class, my teacher said that I'm gone learn
Young V the best to come up out of Indiana, Larry Bird
Smoking like it's Friday, I need my money like Big Worm
Shorty told me"calm it down, because you fucking up my perm"
Aye, I'm a top dawg
I feel like K-Dot on the beat
Dropped them rackades at the mall, she think my money grow on trees
All my **** know my body, they need something come to me
I had to be my own connect, these **** wasn't plugging me
Give a fuck 'bout none of these ****, long as my soldiers eat
In that foreign, feel like Yak, 'cause I can't roll in peace
Walking round with Tyler Herro, I be toting heat
Take these shots like NyQuil, it make you go to sleep
I be in and out these hoes, but ain't no hoe in me
Can't hang with **** I don't know, like who you 'posed to be
Rip PNB, they ain't notice me
Now I can walk in, leave the building with two hoes with me
Young, turnt, fly as fuck
Yeah, I think I'm him
I was just broke as fuck, I had to get shit fixed
I had to flip a 20 ball, then went and dipped my wrist
11 shots up in this 30, I play for the Knicks
I just emptied out the clip, Russell Westbrook
I quit my job and ran a bag up, off the betting books
He bet' not go against the grain, you know it's do or die
He bet' not go against the grain, you know it's do or die, huh
Written by: Elijah Nathaniel Glover, martiece bills