
作词 : Jace Salter/Levi Scott Platts/Rubens cezar dos santosnetto/Gabriel Imlas
Froziin
Cryko,何でもない
Alright, girl, let's get to it
I'll take you somewhere that you ain't been
Pullin' up, until I hop in CLA Benz
Cut her off, and the b!tch tryna make friends
I know that lil' boy ain't gettin' money, so I'ma just rock out with like fifty bands
And give the boy ten bands, tell his ass boss up
She know I'm ballin', so a n!gga got crossed up
She know I'm on it, so the b!tch wanna make love
I'm too high too say, "It don't be real"
She want me, I got sex appeal
And the sex don't kill, like the pills will
I don't ever cry, so think I won't feel
Say, "I won't feel", but it feels so real
She'll treat me, like I ain't in the field
Alright, girl, let's get to it
I'll take you somewhere that you ain't been
Pullin' up, until I hop in CLA Benz
Cut her off, and the b!tch tryna make friends
I know that lil' boy ain't gettin' money, so I'ma just rock out with like fifty bands
And give the boy ten bands, tell his ass boss up
She know I'm ballin', so a n!gga got crossed up