[00:00.000] 作词 : Jason Mills/Joseph Bertolino/Braedan Lugue/Teppo Mäkynen
[00:00.367] 作曲 : Jason Mills/Joseph Bertolino/Braedan Lugue
[00:00.735] Oh brother, this guy stinks
[00:03.433] La, la-la-la
[00:06.304] La-la-la
[00:08.824] La-la-la
[00:10.777] Yeah, uh, check
[00:12.016] I'm in the lead, top priority (Yeah)
[00:14.635] **** with a G, now you finna see (Yeah)
[00:16.714] Flip over the bed, all you really sleep (Yeah)
[00:19.234] You made a year what I made a week (Yeah)
[00:22.097] Yes, I got motion, run out of motion, I go get more then
[00:24.409] She like the way I smell 'cause the YSL potent
[00:27.014] She got a little jealous when she heard who I was strokin'
[00:29.412] My last girlfriend ain't got nothin' on your throat, friend
[00:31.741] Go off, the way she ****, she such a show-off
[00:34.342] And I don't ever ask when it's time to take her clothes off
[00:36.347] She like to let it breathe, she don't like to wear no drawls
[00:39.137] And when she get depressed, treat my dick like Zoloft
[00:41.703] You **** with the ****in' best, you ****in' the ****in' best
[00:44.346] I shoot with protection on, but for you, I don't need no vest
[00:47.020] I aim for the ****in' face, I aim for the ****in' chest
[00:49.477] She said she make swimwear, that pussy make me invest
[00:51.897] Prayin' for a genie rub, prayin' to the stars above
[00:56.513] I just wanna fall in love, I just wanna fall in love
[01:01.335] Wishin' for a four-leaf clove, prayin' you’re the pot of gold
[01:06.231] Lovin' you is all I know, lovin' you is all I know
[01:10.857] They on my d*** (La, la-la-la), shit (La, la, la)
[01:17.246] They on my d*** (La-la-la), shit (Yeah, yeah)
[01:20.729] Post album could get you dead
[01:23.098] Gotta keep it goin', gotta get ahead
[01:25.640] Hotel room always got two beds
[01:27.982] One for me and one for my bread
[01:30.574] This the new bap that take you way back (Yeah)
[01:33.074] Givin' no slack, my bed is on stacks (Yeah)
[01:35.547] Don't sleep, I got to get my bag on
[01:38.106] Oops, forgot to turn my swag on
[01:41.163] Venue house, slaughter, killer
[01:42.893] Flow so cold it's icey, shiver
[01:45.296] Punch your jaw, body shot liver
[01:47.815] Baddies weak for Brae, huh, quiver
[01:50.243] Let me get down to the brass tacks
[01:52.790] I'm final boss, no printer, all fax
[01:55.102] You stepped into a disaster
[01:57.533] You doomed, better pray to the pastor
[02:00.311] Prayin' for a genie rub, prayin' to the stars above
[02:05.119] I just wanna fall in love, I just wanna fall in love
[02:09.959] Wishin' for a four-leaf clove, prayin' you’re the pot of gold
[02:14.762] Lovin' you is all I know, lovin' you is all I know
[02:19.010] They on my d*** (La, la-la-la), shit (La, la, la)
[02:23.860] They on my d*** (La-la-la), shit (Yeah, yeah)
[02:28.402] Hahaha, I step in like a X-Man
[02:30.232] Make her come back like I'm her ex man
[02:31.904] If she don't make me feel good, well, here's the exit
[02:34.404] If she make me feel good, we can co-exist
[02:36.889] **** her, make her go home, no co-ed shit
[02:39.273] Niggas be comin' with all bull, I'm a matador
[02:41.684] Say they want my soul, I swing the cape, dodgin' devil horns
[02:44.215] Used to never want to press play, here's a metaphor
[02:46.672] Now your boy clicks on my dick like he watchin' porn
[02:49.126] I ****ed up after bein' ****ed up
[02:51.277] Four-leaf clover got stepped on, tough luck
[02:53.754] 'Nough said, I'm a diamond in the rough, nuck buck
[02:56.192] But am I good franchise ad-lib? Yeah, yeah
[02:58.864] In my white tee, she claimin' that she wifey (Yeah)
[03:01.200] I'm sayin' "What's your sign"? 'Cause your pussy smell like Pisces (Yeah, yeah)
[03:03.606] Or like a pescatarian, I'm killin' and I'm buryin' (Yeah)
[03:06.061] I treat a rapper beat like a baby, I be carryin'

作词 : Jason Mills/Joseph Bertolino/Braedan Lugue/Teppo Mäkynen
作曲 : Jason Mills/Joseph Bertolino/Braedan Lugue
Oh brother, this guy stinks
La, la-la-la
La-la-la
La-la-la
Yeah, uh, check
I'm in the lead, top priority (Yeah)
**** with a G, now you finna see (Yeah)
Flip over the bed, all you really sleep (Yeah)
You made a year what I made a week (Yeah)
Yes, I got motion, run out of motion, I go get more then
She like the way I smell 'cause the YSL potent
She got a little jealous when she heard who I was strokin'
My last girlfriend ain't got nothin' on your throat, friend
Go off, the way she ****, she such a show-off
And I don't ever ask when it's time to take her clothes off
She like to let it breathe, she don't like to wear no drawls
And when she get depressed, treat my dick like Zoloft
You **** with the ****in' best, you ****in' the ****in' best
I shoot with protection on, but for you, I don't need no vest
I aim for the ****in' face, I aim for the ****in' chest
She said she make swimwear, that pussy make me invest
Prayin' for a genie rub, prayin' to the stars above
I just wanna fall in love, I just wanna fall in love
Wishin' for a four-leaf clove, prayin' you’re the pot of gold
Lovin' you is all I know, lovin' you is all I know
They on my d*** (La, la-la-la), shit (La, la, la)
They on my d*** (La-la-la), shit (Yeah, yeah)
Post album could get you dead
Gotta keep it goin', gotta get ahead
Hotel room always got two beds
One for me and one for my bread
This the new bap that take you way back (Yeah)
Givin' no slack, my bed is on stacks (Yeah)
Don't sleep, I got to get my bag on
Oops, forgot to turn my swag on
Venue house, slaughter, killer
Flow so cold it's icey, shiver
Punch your jaw, body shot liver
Baddies weak for Brae, huh, quiver
Let me get down to the brass tacks
I'm final boss, no printer, all fax
You stepped into a disaster
You doomed, better pray to the pastor
Prayin' for a genie rub, prayin' to the stars above
I just wanna fall in love, I just wanna fall in love
Wishin' for a four-leaf clove, prayin' you’re the pot of gold
Lovin' you is all I know, lovin' you is all I know
They on my d*** (La, la-la-la), shit (La, la, la)
They on my d*** (La-la-la), shit (Yeah, yeah)
Hahaha, I step in like a X-Man
Make her come back like I'm her ex man
If she don't make me feel good, well, here's the exit
If she make me feel good, we can co-exist
**** her, make her go home, no co-ed shit
Niggas be comin' with all bull, I'm a matador
Say they want my soul, I swing the cape, dodgin' devil horns
Used to never want to press play, here's a metaphor
Now your boy clicks on my dick like he watchin' porn
I ****ed up after bein' ****ed up
Four-leaf clover got stepped on, tough luck
'Nough said, I'm a diamond in the rough, nuck buck
But am I good franchise ad-lib? Yeah, yeah
In my white tee, she claimin' that she wifey (Yeah)
I'm sayin' "What's your sign"? 'Cause your pussy smell like Pisces (Yeah, yeah)
Or like a pescatarian, I'm killin' and I'm buryin' (Yeah)
I treat a rapper beat like a baby, I be carryin'