歌词
作词 : Dreezy/Joshua Luellen
作曲 : Dreezy/Joshua Luellen
808 Mafia
Yo
What the **** is up, man?
You already know this Dreezy, we back in this *****
And niggas askin' me stupid shit like who my competition
Ain't no ******' competition
Y'all in 2018, we in 2020, man, y'all ain't on shit
Shout out my nigga Southside
That ***** is gon' have to come with it, for real
I ain't even ******' around no more, look
Pull in Neiman Marcus right before I spark it
Let the valet park it then I hit Chanel (Foreigns)
LA regardless, all my haters garbage
And they shop at Target or they findin' sales (Bums)
I'm the new wave, **** what you say
Got the cross on me like dulce (Uh-huh)
I keep a nigga with the deuce-deuce
Every hundred on me got a blue face (Blue face)
Bring the AC with the AP (Burr)
The type of ***** a ***** can't keep
Got the top down, sittin' waist deep
I'm like, "Can you see me?" They like, "HD" (You see me, ho)
Bad b*****s who I **** with
The rest, I wouldn't put shit past 'em (At all)
Used to want to be a good girl
Now I'm finessin' niggas like a rich pastor
First check I got was like 50K
Went and cashed it out and just laid in it (Laid in it)
I don't care where you roll spliffs
We just dump the ashes, let the maid get it (Ayy, clean that shit up)
Made a name but ain't chase the fame
B*****s trade respect for a paid gimmick (Fake ass ho)
They sent for me so I came with it
Competition feelin' like a game scrimmage (I'm winnin')
I'm up before the c**k-a-doodle-doo
At night I make it rain like chicken noodle soup
Got your nigga jumpin' through the hula hoops
He gave me top at 2, I told him toodle-loo (Bye-bye)
****** cappin'' like they really in the booth
But they just doin' somethin' 'cause it's cool to do
Heir to the two, shit old to me, it's probably new to you
I ain't goin' back to what I used to do (Never)
B*****s hatin' on me in an Uber Pool (Bum)
**** a *****, man, I'm super cool
Brought my sis to LA on a Friday
Monday, she was like, "I flew to school"
They know she my sister so she cool in school
Gettin' money like a Jewish dude
****** switchin' colors like a Rubix Cube
All these b*****s switchin', I'm like,
"Who is who?" (Who the **** is these b*****s?)
Mani pedi, meet me at the Bevy
When we throw money, shit look like confetti (Money)
Shooters hangin' with me out the Chevy
White girl rollin' doobies like she Lil' Debby (Ayy, roll that shit )
Lost a legend, RIP to G-Dot
Smokin' like a teapot, I can't wait to rerock (My nigga)
Got a ticket with me like a kiosk
Ballin' like a bi-yotch, flier than a peac**k
And I'm ready for b*****s to diss me (Yeah)
Got that new-new, I ain't talkin' Nipsey (Yeah)
Takin' shots, you was already tipsy (*****)
Still finessin' the game like a gypsy
Still rockin' Timberlands like I'm Missy (I be rockin' that shit )
It get sweet, bro pull up with that glizzy
Pockets on full but my feelings is empty (No hard feelings)