Hopscotch (feat. Barney Bones & Rich Brian)

88rising / AUGUST 08 / Joji / Barney Bones / Rich Brian

专辑：Head In The Clouds II

歌词

作词 : Ray “August Grant”/Maurice Powell/Brian Imanuel/George Miller

作曲 : George Miller/Ray Jacobs/Maurice Powell/Brian Imanuel

(Intro)

Midnight Mafia

(Chorus - AUGUST 08)

Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip

(AUGUST 08)

All she wanna do is go crazy

Showed her how to live, sasabune nothing crazy

Valley girls love a hood nigga, it’s amazing

Take her to the block, showed her off then Vegas

She gon’ give it up in the back of my truck

With the windows rolled down

Yelling, “I don’t give a ****”

Keep it light

Keep it right

Pussy tight, late night off a flight

(Barney Bones)

Midnight Mafia

Young nigga bout to trip

When I’m hopping out the whip

15 bands, diamonds falling off my neck

Where the rest? Where the rest?

You talking bout baguettes

Till the homies catch you slippin’, rip the Cuban off ya neck

Know you don’t wanna move back to DC

Sugar Daddy has ya drippin’ like Fiji

Kill the bitch till I’m talkin’ like Ouija

You gotta range, why you talkin’ like you need me?

(Chorus - AUGUST 08)

Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip

(Joji)

singing through the block

Cookin like the rock

Cookin like I'm Bach

Serve it to my sons

Serve it till it's done

I just do my dance when they wanna see me run

Bitch I am Shawn Mendes

I just touched down like the mother ****ing jets

Now I'm in Paris smokin baguettes

Eating calamari with Ellen getting rich

I hop off the train

I hop off the plane

Ain't nothin wrong, baby ain't nothing change

I talk to dogs, and the dogs talk to me

I got the sauce, it's bolognese

(Rich Brian)

It’s bolognese bitch, I’m chillin with your chick, and we crying watching Les Mis,

she got me something, let’s just say she left my hotel brainless,

I like my women short and loud like the movie trailers,

my money tall it’s lookin it’s playing for the Lakers

Cameras on me everywhere I move

(when I move)

Joji in the booth he lookin cute

(HE CUTE AS ****KKKK)

She comin over we gon cook some food

Even though we know I’m only eating cooch

Shout to August even though we never hang when I’m in town,

getting top by flight attendants call that shit Head In The Clouds,

I get motivated when they talkin down and give me doubt

I don’t call it paradise man I just call that shit my house,

3 bedrooms, 2 bath, 1 pool, 1 fireplace, 2 palm trees, 37 bitches smashed, uhh

1 driveway, deep voice, good dick,

don’t be surprised that she chose me I provided what you lacked

(Chorus - AUGUST 08)

Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip