Intro
作词 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Carl E. Martin/Leslie Wakefield Jr./Jachin Jenkins
作曲 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Carl E. Martin/Leslie Wakefield Jr./Jachin Jenkins
Wait hold up, I'm finna turn this ***** up
(Mustard on the beat ho)
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin hunnids, countin fifties
I like b*****s with big t*****s
Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin hunnids, countin fifties
I like b*****s with big t*****s
I'm finna shoot a pornflick, ***** come get your cameo
She got a baby-daddy and a kid, but she ain't tell me though
She runnin' from the D, Oh My God, she's a scary hoe
I kill *****, I hope she got insurance for the burial
Wait hold up, how you even know me?
"Oh I heard you on the radio"
My pockets on fatboys, shoutout too Lil Terrio
The hardest ***** always singing louder than the stereo
Commit a crime, then starting pointing fingers
Like "There he go"
I be fresh to death, fly as hell when I walk through
Why ****** hatin' on me, that I ain't never even talked too?
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, *****, who are you?
Oh, you still mad from High-School
'Cause the coach didn't start you?
I take my hoes too Toys'R'Us
Why? 'Cause they childish
You gon' find a better *****? Baby I highly doubt it
Just like a old-ass whip, these hoes got high mileage
Stop gossipin', ***** you still live' in Public Housin'
You ain't bi, she only **** with ****** with the blue-check
I ain't ******' with her, even though I got the blue-check
On Instagram, and my bank account, big blue check
I'm a cold *****, when I come around, she made the crewneck
Knockin' 'em down like dominoes, I'm freaky, yeah, who next?
Even though our convos be dry, I got you wet
I gave her good D, now she braggin' in a group-chat
Now she always poppin' up, like a new text
I got a mic I can sing, you can be my Whitney Houston
I 'ont want a lot, but just like Nike, I'm tryna' do it
Your secrets ain't for me,
'Cause I don't care 'bout who you screwing
The people say I'm famous, really I be really coolin'
I'm a fool, but that jewelry look fake, who you foolin'?
The ****** that be flexin' on the 'gram, be really losin'
Hey tough guy, don't play with guns, if you ain't really shootin'
Stop playin', them ****** in LA be really true
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin hunnids, countin fifties
I like b*****s with big t*****s
Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin hunnids, countin fifties
I like b*****s with big t*****s
Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin hunnids, countin fifties
I like b*****s with big t*****s
Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
Countin hunnids, countin fifties
I like b*****s with big t*****s
IntroLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Carl E. Martin/Leslie Wakefield Jr./Jachin Jenkins
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Carl E. Martin/Leslie Wakefield Jr./Jachin Jenkins
[00:06.51]Wait hold up, I'm finna turn this ***** up
[00:08.55](Mustard on the beat ho)
[00:09.30]Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
[00:10.86]Countin hunnids, countin fifties
[00:11.90]I like b*****s with big t*****s
[00:13.46]Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
[00:15.56]Countin hunnids, countin fifties
[00:16.64]I like b*****s with big t*****s
[00:18.06]I'm finna shoot a pornflick, ***** come get your cameo
[00:20.30]She got a baby-daddy and a kid, but she ain't tell me though
[00:22.63]She runnin' from the D, Oh My God, she's a scary hoe
[00:25.10]I kill *****, I hope she got insurance for the burial
[00:27.12]Wait hold up, how you even know me?
[00:29.09]"Oh I heard you on the radio"
[00:30.24]My pockets on fatboys, shoutout too Lil Terrio
[00:32.57]The hardest ***** always singing louder than the stereo
[00:34.96]Commit a crime, then starting pointing fingers
[00:37.10]Like "There he go"
[00:37.75]I be fresh to death, fly as hell when I walk through
[00:39.69]Why ****** hatin' on me, that I ain't never even talked too?
[00:42.01]Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, *****, who are you?
[00:44.50]Oh, you still mad from High-School
[00:45.64]'Cause the coach didn't start you?
[00:46.82]I take my hoes too Toys'R'Us
[00:47.99]Why? 'Cause they childish
[00:49.14]You gon' find a better *****? Baby I highly doubt it
[00:51.50]Just like a old-ass whip, these hoes got high mileage
[00:53.60]Stop gossipin', ***** you still live' in Public Housin'
[00:55.79]You ain't bi, she only **** with ****** with the blue-check
[00:58.48]I ain't ******' with her, even though I got the blue-check
[01:00.90]On Instagram, and my bank account, big blue check
[01:03.19]I'm a cold *****, when I come around, she made the crewneck
[01:05.70]Knockin' 'em down like dominoes, I'm freaky, yeah, who next?
[01:07.87]Even though our convos be dry, I got you wet
[01:10.21]I gave her good D, now she braggin' in a group-chat
[01:12.59]Now she always poppin' up, like a new text
[01:15.10]I got a mic I can sing, you can be my Whitney Houston
[01:17.25]I 'ont want a lot, but just like Nike, I'm tryna' do it
[01:19.67]Your secrets ain't for me,
[01:20.69]'Cause I don't care 'bout who you screwing
[01:21.99]The people say I'm famous, really I be really coolin'
[01:24.32]I'm a fool, but that jewelry look fake, who you foolin'?
[01:26.71]The ****** that be flexin' on the 'gram, be really losin'
[01:29.13]Hey tough guy, don't play with guns, if you ain't really shootin'
[01:31.36]Stop playin', them ****** in LA be really true
[01:33.59]Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
[01:35.70]Countin hunnids, countin fifties
[01:36.68]I like b*****s with big t*****s
[01:37.80]Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
[01:40.16]Countin hunnids, countin fifties
[01:41.32]I like b*****s with big t*****s
[01:42.76]Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
[01:44.86]Countin hunnids, countin fifties
[01:45.91]I like b*****s with big t*****s
[01:47.34]Ri-Ri-Ridin' through the city, where it's litty
[01:49.48]Countin hunnids, countin fifties
[01:50.69]I like b*****s with big t*****s
