積分
演出藝人
Anti mik3
演出者
詞曲
Martin Chola Mutale
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Mass
製作人
歌詞
Ayo Dre, this some Slick Boi shit
Yo A$AP, where you at
Ay, I'm in the E, baby girl, wait, hold up, hold up, I'ma call you back
Yo, Slick, Slick, I saw her post on Insta, heard you propose, Dre
Who, me? I never proposed. All these bitches, they coming n go
All my chains are covered in gold. Real stand up ****, don't fold
I pour a four in my drink, I just sipped. I'm from the mud, I bought me some drip
She looking good, she classy and shit. She think I'ma wife her, I told her ion like her
Yo, real ****, stand up, don't fold. Stories in the night, better off untold
Said I broke her heart, and I asked the bitch, so. Asked me if I'm sorry, and I told her, chick, no
Said he got a addy, so I told him, let's go. When we did the boot up, had to plop ten toes
Hit up at a party, but I really didn't go. He ain't making noise, so he started selling dope
You **** is dead, I'm carrying my shovel. I'm tired of it, holy, I'm reading my Bible
You **** ain't shit, but I'm still getting up. Boy, I give it respect to you, show it to my aunt
You **** got bars on my shoe like a bar. I'm riding ten toes, ****, run from this truck
I came from the streets, ****, I came with a car. I'm shining so bright, ****, run from this truck
You lady, my lip is just ****. You rapping, I say I ain't talking
For the K in the Glock, I be pumping. Shoot all the ****, he dreads
I make sure he dead, for the K with the Glock, that is set
Bitch, yeah, I live, you die with the Glock. No respect
You sure they afraid, you dead. My mama and auntie got sure had a phase
I can bet the **** ain't shit, getting lit
I never proposed. All these bitches, they coming n go
All my chains are covered in gold. Real stand-up, ****, don't fold
I pour a four in my drink, I just sipped. I'm from the mud, I bought me some drip
She looking good, she classy as shit. She think I'ma wife her, I told her ion like her
Yeah, never proposing, that bitch ain't for keeps. Brody got frame like the Mona Lisa
Say them to the sky, get rolled up in reefer. Staking the Bandz, kwacha & mdiva
Cooking hot sauce for the pop with Sriracha. Shawty too wet, she have to fucking hit a blocker
Sipping on wok, never lacking like the chopper. Trap his ass up, send his ass to the doctor
Try to fly, real **** had to holler. Scooting these ****, the mess ain't no scholar
I got no pride, but I'm tripping in Prada. Big stroke, standing on penis, I can tear in toes
Sending out shots with the G-Lock. MS-Dubas and dope in matero
Rap, running the ghetto. Rap, rap, rap, running the ghetto
I never proposed. All these bitches, they coming n go
All my chains are covered in gold. Real stand-up, ****, don't fold
I pour a four in my drink, I just sipped. I'm from the mud, I bought me some drip
She looking good, she classy and shit. She think I'ma wife her, I told her ion like her
I never proposed. All these bitches, they coming n go
All my chains are covered in gold. Real stand-up, ****, don't fold
I pour a four in my drink, I just sipped. I'm from the mud, I bought me some drip
She looking good, she classy and shit. She think I'ma wife, I told her ion like her
I'm trying to ignore her
Written by: Martin Chola Mutale