[00:00.000] 作曲 : Semaja Render/Tyjee Eskridge/Princeton Balark
[00:02.999] I'm tellin' ya
[00:06.075] I'm tellin' ya
[00:07.808] (Ooh, Dilla)
[00:13.307] Porsche 911 (911)
[00:14.833] Maybach coupe, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
[00:16.393] Big baguette, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
[00:17.845] Trappin' just like [belly?] (Forreal)
[00:19.552] I keep guns like [belly?] (Forreal)
[00:20.636] This is foreign, not a Chevy (Forreal)
[00:22.601] Sound like Kid Cudi
[00:23.816] Smoke exotic with my buddy
[00:25.628] He so cap, I'm tellin' ya
[00:27.134] Make me don't trust nothin', mmm
[00:28.781] Found my gold like treasure
[00:30.418] VVS grill when I be cussin', yeah
[00:31.829] I'm so slime, can't trust me
[00:33.431] Snakes in my grass, don't cut it tho
[00:34.771] Drag racin' in them Trackhawks
[00:37.187] I'ma tell ya
[00:38.013] I'm so slime, draw, win, or lose
[00:39.657] My bitch got honey, Winnie-Pooh
[00:41.190] Spent a couple thousand on some brand new shoes
[00:42.796] Arrowhead, that's a brand new tool
[00:44.374] Just to the sky, but we gettin' so high
[00:45.972] We so proud, can't tell our moves
[00:47.583] Load up some sticks then we slide, guarantee you make the news
[00:50.275] Virgil Off-White, I can drip all night
[00:52.975] My bitch got head, yeah that dyke
[00:54.515] Her pussy pink, and it's tight
[00:55.953] Me and twenty niggas, yeah we ****ed her twice
[00:57.563] We come in two like Mike and Ike
[00:59.104] Make it rain in the club, that's a alibi
[01:00.610] Put her down, she don't know what's right
[01:03.518] I don't see no evil
[01:07.149] All is see is a lot of commas and they b-rolls (Racks)
[01:09.998] Told PJ, "It gon' be a lot of people"
[01:13.693] Nah we ain't worried, we got that lethal (Rawf)
[01:15.629] Porsche 911 (911)
[01:17.190] Maybach coupe, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
[01:18.638] Big baguette, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
[01:20.248] Trappin' just like [belly?] (Forreal)
[01:21.890] I keep guns like [belly?] (Forreal)
[01:22.970] This is foreign, not a Chevy (Forreal)
[01:25.012] Sound like Kid Cudi
[01:25.882] Smoke exotic with my buddy
[01:28.070] He so cap, I'm tellin' ya
[01:29.654] Make me don't trust nothin', hmmm
[01:31.175] Found my gold like treasure
[01:32.769] VVS grill when I be cussin', yeah
[01:34.232] I'm so slime, can't trust me (Slatt)
[01:35.660] Snakes in my grass, don't cut it tho
[01:37.075] Drag racin' in them Trackhawks
[01:39.809] I'ma tell ya
[01:40.216] Yeah, I came from the hood with all of the bros
[01:41.525] You know I'm gon' ride with my gang, yeah
[01:43.182] I just want the money, I just want the big bag, yeah
[01:45.207] **** all the fame, yeah
[01:46.096] I came from the mud, yeah
[01:46.930] I came from the trenches
[01:47.684] It's a 30, go out with a bang
[01:49.000] Ride around, they gon' know my name
[01:50.710] Might pop me an Addy, I stay in my lane, yeah
[01:52.362] Double C's, huh, yeah, Chanel the kicks, yeah
[01:55.188] I might go Louis or I might go Prada, shit
[01:57.067] Mismatched fit, yeah
[01:58.425] Big body AMG with them tints, yeah (Skrt)
[02:00.182] We gon' ride with them sticks, yeah
[02:01.544] Got it on my own, I had to grind
[02:02.962] Naw, they ain't give me shit (No, no, no)
[02:05.797] Hotbox crew, young nigga shit, yeah that Fox Five gang
[02:08.694] 2015, I was hell, yeah, I was thuggin' with that thang
[02:11.850] Hang around with them real ones, yeah
[02:13.660] I swear I made a name
[02:15.087] From bandos, condos, Panamera for the rain
[02:17.973] Porsche 911 (911)
[02:19.461] Maybach coupe, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
[02:20.904] Big baguette, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
[02:22.320] Trappin' just like [belly?] (Forreal)
[02:24.173] I keep guns like [belly?] (Forreal)
[02:25.302] This is foreign, not a Chevy (Forreal)
[02:27.175] Sound like Kid Cudi
[02:28.392] Smoke exotic with my buddy
[02:30.321] He so cap, I'm tellin' ya
[02:31.950] Make me don't trust nothin', hmmm
[02:33.461] Found my gold like treasure
[02:35.041] VVS grill when I be cussin', yeah
[02:36.567] I'm so slime, can't trust me (Slatt)
[02:38.072] Snakes in my grass, don't cut it tho
[02:39.556] Drag racin' in them Trackhawks
[02:41.796] I'ma tell ya

作曲 : Semaja Render/Tyjee Eskridge/Princeton Balark
I'm tellin' ya
I'm tellin' ya
(Ooh, Dilla)
Porsche 911 (911)
Maybach coupe, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
Big baguette, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
Trappin' just like (Forreal)
I keep guns like (Forreal)
This is foreign, not a Chevy (Forreal)
Sound like Kid Cudi
Smoke exotic with my buddy
He so cap, I'm tellin' ya
Make me don't trust nothin', mmm
Found my gold like treasure
VVS grill when I be cussin', yeah
I'm so slime, can't trust me
Snakes in my grass, don't cut it tho
Drag racin' in them Trackhawks
I'ma tell ya
I'm so slime, draw, win, or lose
My bitch got honey, Winnie-Pooh
Spent a couple thousand on some brand new shoes
Arrowhead, that's a brand new tool
Just to the sky, but we gettin' so high
We so proud, can't tell our moves
Load up some sticks then we slide, guarantee you make the news
Virgil Off-White, I can drip all night
My bitch got head, yeah that dyke
Her pussy pink, and it's tight
Me and twenty niggas, yeah we ****ed her twice
We come in two like Mike and Ike
Make it rain in the club, that's a alibi
Put her down, she don't know what's right
I don't see no evil
All is see is a lot of commas and they b-rolls (Racks)
Told PJ, "It gon' be a lot of people"
Nah we ain't worried, we got that lethal (Rawf)
Porsche 911 (911)
Maybach coupe, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
Big baguette, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
Trappin' just like (Forreal)
I keep guns like (Forreal)
This is foreign, not a Chevy (Forreal)
Sound like Kid Cudi
Smoke exotic with my buddy
He so cap, I'm tellin' ya
Make me don't trust nothin', hmmm
Found my gold like treasure
VVS grill when I be cussin', yeah
I'm so slime, can't trust me (Slatt)
Snakes in my grass, don't cut it tho
Drag racin' in them Trackhawks
I'ma tell ya
Yeah, I came from the hood with all of the bros
You know I'm gon' ride with my gang, yeah
I just want the money, I just want the big bag, yeah
**** all the fame, yeah
I came from the mud, yeah
I came from the trenches
It's a 30, go out with a bang
Ride around, they gon' know my name
Might pop me an Addy, I stay in my lane, yeah
Double C's, huh, yeah, Chanel the kicks, yeah
I might go Louis or I might go Prada, shit
Mismatched fit, yeah
Big body AMG with them tints, yeah (Skrt)
We gon' ride with them sticks, yeah
Got it on my own, I had to grind
Naw, they ain't give me shit (No, no, no)
Hotbox crew, young nigga shit, yeah that Fox Five gang
2015, I was hell, yeah, I was thuggin' with that thang
Hang around with them real ones, yeah
I swear I made a name
From bandos, condos, Panamera for the rain
Porsche 911 (911)
Maybach coupe, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
Big baguette, I'm tellin' ya (I'm tellin' ya)
Trappin' just like (Forreal)
I keep guns like (Forreal)
This is foreign, not a Chevy (Forreal)
Sound like Kid Cudi
Smoke exotic with my buddy
He so cap, I'm tellin' ya
Make me don't trust nothin', hmmm
Found my gold like treasure
VVS grill when I be cussin', yeah
I'm so slime, can't trust me (Slatt)
Snakes in my grass, don't cut it tho
Drag racin' in them Trackhawks
I'ma tell ya