歌词
作词 : Shayaa Joseph
作曲 : Shayaa Joseph
I buy a new car for the b***h (for real)
I tear down the mall with the b***h (for real)
You can't even talk to the b***h (no)
She ****ing with bosses and shit (oh God)
I pull up in 'rari's and shit (skrrt)
With choppers and Harley's and shit (for real)
I be Gucci'd down (Gucci)
You wearing Lacoste and shit (b***h)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah
Fur came off of that, yeah (yeah)
Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah(in jail)
Triple cross the plug
We do not play fair, yeah (Oh god)
Got 'em tennis chains on and they real blingy(blingy)
Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy(Chingy)
Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty(fifty)
Please proceed with caution, shooters
They be right with me (21)
Bad b***h, cute face and some nice tits
75 hunnid on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
B***h, be careful where you dumpin' your ashes (b***h)
I ain't no sucker, I ain't cut for no action(nah)
The skreets raised me
I'm a ho bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)
I bought a 'Rari just so I can go faster(skrrt)
Niggas tryna copy me, they playin' catch up (21)
I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)
I been smoking gas and I got no asthma
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account
Yeah (Oh, God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters
Ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down (Oh God)
Yeah dog yeah I'm for real, dog (21)
Regular, buy the seats
I got a house on the hill, dog (21)
Wanna see a body, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Wanna Tweet about me, nigga
Get you killed,dawg (wet)
Killed dawg, I'm a real dawg,(21)you a lil' dawg(21)
Be a dawg, wanna be a dawg, chasing mil's, dawg
Dunk right in your p***y like O'Neal, dog
I shoot like Reggie Mill', dawg (21)
Chopper sting you like a eel, dawg
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account
Yeah (Oh, God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters
Ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down (Oh God)
Roulette clips, send a roulette hit
Pull up on your b***h
She say I got that ruler d**k
Spray your block down
We not really with that rural shit
Glock c**ked now
I don't really give no **** 'bout who I hit
Yeah, your b***h, she get jiggy with me
Keep that siggy with me
B***h, I'm Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me
Keep a mad mag in case they wanna get busy with me
'Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 M's in my bank account
Yeah (Oh, God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (Oh God)
In my bank account (Oh God)
I got 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 shooters
Ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (Oh God)
Ready to gun you down (Oh God)
$7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket
B***h, be careful where you dumpin' your ashes
I ain't no sucker, I ain't cut for no action
The skreets raised me, I'm a ho bastard