发布于：2023年
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歌词
作词 : Michael Lamar White II/Chris King
作曲 : P.Soul
P. Soul on the track(I love Trippie Redd)
Yeah, big blunts, I like to roast up
Pussy get no love and no luck, I don't ****in' know ya
Chillin' with the gang, I like to post up
Get up off the block If I don't know you
You dealin' with some soldiers
I ride with the mother****in' pole, bruh
I ride with the mother****in' pole, bruh
I rise with the mother****in' pole, bruh
And you know a mother****er pop a sealy, pop a pilly
Pop a ***** head like Amoxicillin
I'm a villain, really don't show no pitty
I'm hot, saditty to these *******
*****, she hot and juicy, I'm hot and gritty
How you hot and ****ty? Wait
Cause **** hot, but you know your **** not
My **** make the whole city rock
And diddy-bop, I spit it off the *****-top
And if you don't like it, then **** *****,
Eat a itty-bitty **** (Yeah)
Eeny-meeny-miny-moe, catch a thottie by her toe
If I let her go, then I'll prolly **** another ho
(Snotty Nose Mafia, *****)
Stack of paper like a binder, she slimy, she not a rider
Her ***** got bars, who's your service provider?
Still searching for a lighter,
Too many that sound just like us
We get awarded for the likeness,
Get twenty plaques like Gingivitis
Got the touch like King Midas,
I eat the beat, I get the itis
Create-a-player, high ball,
It's like I turned up all the sliders
Okay, pop a sealy like Amoxicillin
When I pop the trigger, drop a *****
Then he shook his body like a Macarena
Mop a stranger, he was starin' straight,
Catchin' improper angles
God can't save you, slap my ***** from the back,
Call it Palm's angels
I bet when a ***** hop up, *******, they'll be all angry
I told Trippie three years ago that this game was ours, *****
Bathing Ape face mask like these rappers got sores, *****
I be in the background, you can see that I'm a star, *****
I got where I am being exactly who I are, *****
You ain't protected at the garage, out your car, *****
I'm the bomb just like a warhead, go to war just like a jar-head
Give this dog a bone and think
I wasn't gon' catch it like that **** was farfetched
Young ***** stayin' on point just like a bayonet
We rollin' top down, bummin' on the main street,
Then I sprayed the 'Vette
Just a young ***** but I been doin' it for so long
They gotta praise the vet
For my *****s on lockdown,
And the crimies that really plead the fifth
Pourin' lean inside the booth, yeah,
I am multitasking, make multi-millions
M-16 and blow up your blow-up mattress,
You know what's brackin'
作曲 : P.Soul
P. Soul on the track(I love Trippie Redd)
Yeah, big blunts, I like to roast up
Pussy get no love and no luck, I don't ****in' know ya
Chillin' with the gang, I like to post up
Get up off the block If I don't know you
You dealin' with some soldiers
I ride with the mother****in' pole, bruh
I ride with the mother****in' pole, bruh
I rise with the mother****in' pole, bruh
And you know a mother****er pop a sealy, pop a pilly
Pop a ***** head like Amoxicillin
I'm a villain, really don't show no pitty
I'm hot, saditty to these *******
*****, she hot and juicy, I'm hot and gritty
How you hot and ****ty? Wait
Cause **** hot, but you know your **** not
My **** make the whole city rock
And diddy-bop, I spit it off the *****-top
And if you don't like it, then **** *****,
Eat a itty-bitty **** (Yeah)
Eeny-meeny-miny-moe, catch a thottie by her toe
If I let her go, then I'll prolly **** another ho
(Snotty Nose Mafia, *****)
Stack of paper like a binder, she slimy, she not a rider
Her ***** got bars, who's your service provider?
Still searching for a lighter,
Too many that sound just like us
We get awarded for the likeness,
Get twenty plaques like Gingivitis
Got the touch like King Midas,
I eat the beat, I get the itis
Create-a-player, high ball,
It's like I turned up all the sliders
Okay, pop a sealy like Amoxicillin
When I pop the trigger, drop a *****
Then he shook his body like a Macarena
Mop a stranger, he was starin' straight,
Catchin' improper angles
God can't save you, slap my ***** from the back,
Call it Palm's angels
I bet when a ***** hop up, *******, they'll be all angry
I told Trippie three years ago that this game was ours, *****
Bathing Ape face mask like these rappers got sores, *****
I be in the background, you can see that I'm a star, *****
I got where I am being exactly who I are, *****
You ain't protected at the garage, out your car, *****
I'm the bomb just like a warhead, go to war just like a jar-head
Give this dog a bone and think
I wasn't gon' catch it like that **** was farfetched
Young ***** stayin' on point just like a bayonet
We rollin' top down, bummin' on the main street,
Then I sprayed the 'Vette
Just a young ***** but I been doin' it for so long
They gotta praise the vet
For my *****s on lockdown,
And the crimies that really plead the fifth
Pourin' lean inside the booth, yeah,
I am multitasking, make multi-millions
M-16 and blow up your blow-up mattress,
You know what's brackin'
lrc 歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Michael Lamar White II/Chris King [00:01.000] 作曲 : P.Soul [00:15.69]P. Soul on the track(I love Trippie Redd) [00:18.18]Yeah, big blunts, I like to roast up [00:20.63]Pussy get no love and no luck, I don't ****in' know ya [00:23.42]Chillin' with the gang, I like to post up [00:25.19]Get up off the block If I don't know you [00:27.05]You dealin' with some soldiers [00:28.11]I ride with the mother****in' pole, bruh [00:29.98]I ride with the mother****in' pole, bruh [00:31.60]I rise with the mother****in' pole, bruh [00:33.40]And you know a mother****er pop a sealy, pop a pilly [00:35.82]Pop a ***** head like Amoxicillin [00:37.57]I'm a villain, really don't show no pitty [00:39.39]I'm hot, saditty to these ******* [00:40.62]*****, she hot and juicy, I'm hot and gritty [00:42.30]How you hot and ****ty? Wait [00:43.58]Cause **** hot, but you know your **** not [00:45.21]My **** make the whole city rock [00:46.91]And diddy-bop, I spit it off the *****-top [00:48.63]And if you don't like it, then **** *****, [00:50.30]Eat a itty-bitty **** (Yeah) [00:51.82]Eeny-meeny-miny-moe, catch a thottie by her toe [00:53.84]If I let her go, then I'll prolly **** another ho [00:55.89](Snotty Nose Mafia, *****) [00:56.60]Stack of paper like a binder, she slimy, she not a rider [00:58.35]Her ***** got bars, who's your service provider? [01:01.13]Still searching for a lighter, [01:02.11]Too many that sound just like us [01:03.27]We get awarded for the likeness, [01:04.43]Get twenty plaques like Gingivitis [01:05.62]Got the touch like King Midas, [01:06.60]I eat the beat, I get the itis [01:07.76]Create-a-player, high ball, [01:08.97]It's like I turned up all the sliders [01:10.34]Okay, pop a sealy like Amoxicillin [01:11.80]When I pop the trigger, drop a ***** [01:13.35]Then he shook his body like a Macarena [01:14.93]Mop a stranger, he was starin' straight, [01:16.26]Catchin' improper angles [01:17.55]God can't save you, slap my ***** from the back, [01:19.11]Call it Palm's angels [01:20.00]I bet when a ***** hop up, *******, they'll be all angry [01:22.19]I told Trippie three years ago that this game was ours, ***** [01:24.70]Bathing Ape face mask like these rappers got sores, ***** [01:27.00]I be in the background, you can see that I'm a star, ***** [01:29.25]I got where I am being exactly who I are, ***** [01:31.52]You ain't protected at the garage, out your car, ***** [01:34.03]I'm the bomb just like a warhead, go to war just like a jar-head [01:36.24]Give this dog a bone and think [01:37.47]I wasn't gon' catch it like that **** was farfetched [01:38.79]Young ***** stayin' on point just like a bayonet [01:40.96]We rollin' top down, bummin' on the main street, [01:42.77]Then I sprayed the 'Vette [01:43.71]Just a young ***** but I been doin' it for so long [01:45.03]They gotta praise the vet [01:45.84]For my *****s on lockdown, [01:46.69]And the crimies that really plead the fifth [01:48.16]Pourin' lean inside the booth, yeah, [01:49.41]I am multitasking, make multi-millions [01:50.59]M-16 and blow up your blow-up mattress, [01:52.27]You know what's brackin' [01:53.55]
