作词 : Khaled Khaled/Abraham-Joseph Shéyaa Bin/Rodrick Wayne Moore/Bryan Simmons

作曲 : Khaled Khaled/Abraham-Joseph Shéyaa Bin/Rodrick Wayne Moore/Bryan Simmons

We the Best Music (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Another one (Yeah-yeah, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm)

DJ Khaled

He a bitch, he runnin', he screamin' for help, we gon' get him as soon as he tired (Yeah)

I seen bitches get over they feelings for niggas some hours after he died

Half the city be bap, the niggas who rap be cap, the niggas be lyin'

I told bro'nem, "On foenem (Yeah), the feds bе watchin' the live" (Foenеm)

And I'm pushin' P, beefin' with my Drac', I'm Pusha T

I go to Phlavz when I'm in Chicago, my brother the owner, I'm eatin' for free

I brought a million in cash around, so stop tellin' niggas you bigger than me (Bigger than me)

I'm gettin' money, he gettin' money, feel like Big Meech and Southwest T (Man, what?)

I'm with Khaled Khaled, throw your hood up, bitch, you 'bout it, 'bout it (Throw your hood up)

Need that 'Rari truck, put me on that list, I gotta have it

And I wanna see Cardi and Nicki (What else?)

In the city, I ride with my blicky (What else?)

How you mad she be poppin' her titties? (What else?)

How you mad I pop prescription? (What else?)

How you mad I'm on the block with gremlins? (What else?)

War time, don't sit by the window (What else?)

This a Patek, this not a Cartier, time is different

Man, what? (Man, what? Man, what?)

Keep goin' (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

This a wide body, these ain't stocks though

He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?

In a opp party, you did not go

He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' on repeat

He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', can't even breathe, ayy

We on the streets, better call on G-O-D, ayy

This a wide body, these ain't stocks though

He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?

In a opp party, you did not go

He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' on repeat

Woah, Rari' squat low to the flow, wake up, hustle all I know

Rolex cost a hundred times four

I'm from the bottom, I used to be poor

Half a milli', you want me to choke

My car haunted, I'm driving a Ghost

I told the chauffeur pick up a ho, she like, "Bae I can't open the door"

Too much smoke, the bulletproof the only car I slide in

Movin' casket, bought a 'Cat and that's the car he died in (21)

Court system in my bedroom, only place I lied in (21)

I took a Hollywood bitch to Starlight and I got head at the drive-in (21)

Chop a nigga block like a tight end (Straight up)

Say you a stepper, who died then? (Pussy)

Niggas in the middle get boxed in (21)

We don't cry 'bout it, we go spin (21)

Pateks ain't shit, I got ten (21)

I make money, I don't make friends (21)

Can't get with it, they'll hate then (21)

Everybody .s, I'm an ape then (21)

You the type to walk up, cray sayin' (21)

I'ma buy a house with the lake then (21)

You wanna save these thot hoes (21)

You can get put on a cape then (21)

Man, what? (Man, what? Man, what?)

Keep goin' (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

This a wide body, these ain't stocks though

He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?

In a opp party, you did not go

He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' on repeat

He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', can't even breathe, ayy

We on the streets, better call on G-O-D, ayy

This a wide body, these ain't stocks though

He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?

In a opp party, you did not go

He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin'