作词 : Miles Parks Mccollum/Tyron Douglas
作曲 : Miles Parks Mccollum/Tyron Douglas
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm (Whew)
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Yeah, look
Buddah blessed this beat
Psychin' out, bro pull a pistol on anyone
Hopped out the car with a big SK
Grip it under my arm like a minigun
Nigga think he can take any of my hoes
Sit back and watch him receive a Cinnabon
Run out and hop in some foreigns
Some hoes and my momma, the rest your turn and [?]
All of my exes look at me like, God, I turned a façade
Buy her a car but it's still in my name
And that bitch tryna leave, take it back like Rashad
Six-hundred thousand, I stuffed in the park
Ten different bitches, we made 'em hoes mosh
Maison Margiela soap when I wash
Give me that mouth, your body is [?]
Two different girls, I had bought for the **** bitch
Makin' so much guap, I don't know what to do with this shit
But I promise I'm lovin' it
Bitch is a burden, my momma, I'm dubbin' it
Double dishin' on the rims, I'm thuggin' it
[?] ex tryna X somethin' out
Niggas want smoke, tryna see what I'm 'bout
I want that bitch tryna live in her mouth, ha-ha
Niggas is not rich, on my momma, niggas cold, bitch
Niggas'll fold quick, look in his eyes, he sure a snitch
Uppin' that fire, uppin' his ass, bet he change, bitch
Left my hot-head brother home, he too dangerous
Oh, shit, rocky road, he not tough, he told
[?] my shows
Pull up with three model bitches, Coca Cola nose
Kamikaze middle of the party, my nose real extra snotty
Might deposit Mona Lisa profit, can't fit in no one's wallet
Hoes watchin', **** her on the dock where MLK died
My wrist tight up, watch worth a life
Trade it for a soul, rappin' on top with the pole
I can see your nose cold, h
作词 : Miles Parks Mccollum/Tyron Douglas
作曲 : Miles Parks Mccollum/Tyron Douglas
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm (Whew)
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Yeah, look
Buddah blessed this beat
Psychin' out, bro pull a pistol on anyone
Hopped out the car with a big SK
Grip it under my arm like a minigun
Nigga think he can take any of my hoes
Sit back and watch him receive a Cinnabon
Run out and hop in some foreigns
Some hoes and my momma, the rest your turn and [?]
All of my exes look at me like, God, I turned a façade
Buy her a car but it's still in my name
And that bitch tryna leave, take it back like Rashad
Six-hundred thousand, I stuffed in the park
Ten different bitches, we made 'em hoes mosh
Maison Margiela soap when I wash
Give me that mouth, your body is [?]
Two different girls, I had bought for the **** bitch
Makin' so much guap, I don't know what to do with this shit
But I promise I'm lovin' it
Bitch is a burden, my momma, I'm dubbin' it
Double dishin' on the rims, I'm thuggin' it
[?] ex tryna X somethin' out
Niggas want smoke, tryna see what I'm 'bout
I want that bitch tryna live in her mouth, ha-ha
Niggas is not rich, on my momma, niggas cold, bitch
Niggas'll fold quick, look in his eyes, he sure a snitch
Uppin' that fire, uppin' his ass, bet he change, bitch
Left my hot-head brother home, he too dangerous
Oh, shit, rocky road, he not tough, he told
[?] my shows
Pull up with three model bitches, Coca Cola nose
Kamikaze middle of the party, my nose real extra snotty
Might deposit Mona Lisa profit, can't fit in no one's wallet
Hoes watchin', **** her on the dock where MLK died
My wrist tight up, watch worth a life
Trade it for a soul, rappin' on top with the pole
I can see your nose cold, h