歌词
作词 : david morse/Khalif Brown/Jason Rosenberg
作曲 : david morse/Khalif Brown/Jason Rosenberg
Yeah
Hey
Yeah
This shit flammable, bet your hoe go cannibal
It's understandable, eyes lit like wild life animals
Smoking artichoke, paper like an article
I'm on Texico, watching cameras, extra woke
Pepper in my joints, pep all in my ****ing step
Navy seal with me, watch my six, we move with stealth
Wrist all in the money, and I feel like Michael Phelps
**** hating for what, I think its a cry for help
Can't do no get ready with me
Too much crazy shit laying around
Cant do no get ready with me
Video hoes all in the background
She want an engagement ring
I already iced her out
I graduated too but **** still on that cap and gown
Ate a five star breakfast, but it get so gritty
Girls jealous of my cars 'cause they sit so pretty
5-0 get behind me, I put that shit in her titty
Take her on a shopping spree, and let her **** up a sixty
Ain't done flexing up big pockets on steroids
Keep a low profile, if they see you, boy, that's dead boy
Alexander McQueen keeps me fresher then an altoid
They try to do the bare minimum, I wasn't going for it
This shit flammable, bet your hoe go cannibal
It's understandable, eyes lit like wild life animals
Smoking artichoke, paper like an article
I'm on Texico, watching cameras, extra woke
Pepper in my joints, pep all in my ****ing step
Navy seal with me, watch my six, we move with stealth
Wrist all in the money, and I feel like Michael Phelps
**** hating for what, I think its a cry for help
$80.000 for a chain
Diamonds swimming all around
$80.000 in medallions
Jeweler damn near drowned
I put water on my girl body
She stay hydrated
Get me 20 with the roof
I'm a star like constellation
I need more than 24 hours in my day
Built an engine in the back, I think I'm going the wrong way
Louis duffle, double stuff it, put it in the damn front
Lost it got back on my feet, got up outta that slump
Never know what I'ma do next, just be on the lookout
I'm eating like a buffet, like welcome to the cookout
Call my accountant, I forgot how much I took out
Feel like Chris Tucker caught in Rush Hour, tryna reroute
This shit flammable, bet your hoe go cannibal
It's understandable, eyes lit like wild life animals
Smoking artichoke, paper like an article
I'm on Texico, watching cameras, extra woke
Pepper in my joints, pep all in my ****ing step
Navy seal with me, watch my six, we move with stealth
Wrist all in the money, and I feel like Michael Phelps
**** hating for what, I think its a cry for help
Same, different