LYRICS
作词 : Tinashe Kachingwe/Mikkel Storleer Eriksen/Youth Wilde/Kiari Cephus
作曲 : Tinashe Kachingwe/Mikkel Storleer Eriksen/Youth Wilde/Kiari Cephus
I can't cop the coup don't do *******t for two
All black trucks hanging on the roof
Mobbing through the hills pulled up with my crew
I can't cop the coup don't do *******t for two
Said I'm falling off but they won't JFK me
Tried to be myself but they won't AKA me
AKA a popstar AKA a problem
AKA don't hold me back, I swear I got 'em
We pulled up in Gucci, dripped down in Gabbana
Bad as I wanna, only chasin' commas
I need me a side thing, hold the drama
I need me a soldier he gon' hold the line up
Don't want no drama-ma
We pulled up in that ooh la la
And backed out in that oh my god
Don't want no drama-ma
Don't want no drama-ma
We pulled up in that ooh la la
And backed out in that oh my god
Don't want no drama-ma (don't want no drama-ma)
I can't cop the coup don't do *******t for two
All black trucks hanging on the roof
Mobbing through the hills pulled up my crew
I can't cop the coup don't do *******t for two
I got way too many people all my niggas equal
If my life was like a movie I'd need 50 sequels
I need 60 bad *****es actin' like they single
Yelling you can't sit with us, throwing middle fingers
Don't want no drama-ma (I don't want no drama)
We pulled up in that ooh la la (ooh la la)
And backed out in that oh my god (oh my god)
Don't want no drama-ma (I don't want no drama, no)
Don't want no drama-ma (I don't want no drama, no)
We pulled up in that ooh la la
And backed out in that oh my god
Don't want no drama-ma
(Offset)Double R Phantoms (phantom)
She like the way I'm dripping organic (true, true)
Yacht on my wrist the titanic (yeah, raahh)
Come ride on this shit like a banshee (raahh)
Get high on the perky and xanny (high)
From Dubai on a jet to Miami (dubai)
When the chopper start kicking is damage (brr, brr)
Got Patek on her wrist, in her panties (patek, hey)
Yeah, ain't no drama (yeah)
In the back of Maybach on comfort (maybach)
Yeah, iced out summers (woo)
Invite your main ***** to a slumber (smash)
My money long, out there yonder (long)
Fat ass with a flat stomach (flat)
Baguette glass cost the whole hundred
The coupe fast going two hundred (skrr)
Don't want no drama-ma (I don't want no drama)
We pulled up in that ooh la la (ooh la la)
And backed out in that oh my god (oh my god)
Don't want no drama-ma (I don't want no drama, no)
Don't want no drama-ma (I don't want no drama, no)
We pulled up in that ooh la la
And backed out in that oh my god (oh my god, oh my god)
Don't want no drama-ma
Don't want no
Don't want no drama-ma
Yeah, no, no, no
Don't need no, don't want no, don't want no