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作词 : Derek Bissue/Shakqueel Burthwright/Gunna/Maaly Raw/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer

作曲 : Derek Bissue/Shakqueel Burthwright/Gunna/Maaly Raw/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer

That be Maaly Raw

Need a girl that puts in work for those racks

Yeah, then she brings them back to dad

Need a girl that puts in work for those racks

Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy

Fashionable killer, ice like the winter,

I'm puttin' you under arrest (Ooh)

Coughin' all winter, cuff it and win her,

Princess cut diamonds the best (Best)

I'ma remember, give you the world,

You my Jasmine, Aladdin, no cap

Trap with a MAC, we just be flowin',

And she brings it back to daddy (Yeah)

Shirt costs a rack, name on your tag, first call,

She pull out the 'Lacs (Woo)

I can't go back, brick in my bag,

Now I come clean like a bath, uh

She wanna dance

Meringue my pendant, plus C-note the watch on my hand (Ha)

Vegas, I'm doin' the damage

Five hundred C-notes that's stacked in my bag (Oh)

Coolin' my jets,

Ain't Snapchattin' pics to look cool on a jet (Yeah)

Uber arrived, boy, you pull to the 'jects (Yeah)

Rick Owen on, I'm not new to this dress (Yeah), super my flex

Flew to the west, XO the gang, ain't no foolin' the set (Ah)

Upgraded house, got a pool and I'll flex (Brr)

Shooter beside me, they cool with the ref, blew in the TEC

Need a girl that puts in work for those racks

Yeah, then she brings them back to dad

Need me a ***** that puts in work for those racks

Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy

Yeah, sip some syrup, then relax

I got birds in the trap

I got curtains in the back, yeah (Curtains in the back)

Put the whole city on my back

Quarter milli' in my bag

I'm goin' shoppin' when I land, uh

I fill a Backwood up with shit

I got a few hoes overseas, uh

Turned to the car, ride the beat, uh (Skrrt)

Turbo can't stay off the keys, uh

Hop out the Porsche to a Jeep, uh (Skrrt)

***** dressin' up like a cheap ho

Seen me count up me some G's, yeah

All my sauce covered with G's, uh

Cut me a check

The only ones talkin' I know ain't a threat

I'm a big boss, I can double the bet

She mad 'cause I keep ignorin' her texts (Yeah)

YSLXO for me 'til we dead (Oh)

I fell asleep with two hoes in my bed

Get what you want and you don't gotta beg

He had me geeked, so I poured up some red

Need a girl that puts in work for those racks

Yeah, then she brings them back to dad

Need me a ***** that puts in work for those racks

Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy

I rock Chanel when I flex at bank

That Chevy Impala, it creep through your ends

Can't trust these riches and no more new friends

Feel like Sid Vicious, I hop out the Benz

I got a car and I came from the 'jects

I feel like Mozart, I play with those keys

She say, "Te amo," I don't speak no Spanish

I rock Chanel when I flex at the banquet

Young niggas slime, very sticky like Twinkie

Drown in my drip, man, I swear I can't sink

**** at the office off one or two drinks

Dippin' my pain in this cup, it need ink

Need a girl that puts in work for those racks

Yeah, then she brings them back to dad

Need me a ***** that puts in work for those racks

Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy