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作词 : Dwayne Carter/Dimitri Roger/Daryl Harleaux/John Fitch
作曲 : Dwayne Carter/Dimitri Roger/Daryl Harleaux/John Fitch
Look at my eyes, they bleedin’, uh
Look at yo guys they, they bleedin’, uh
Look at this fire I’m breathin’, uh
Look at my blood just freezin’, uh
Rappin’ that five, I bleed it, uh
Slat to my slime, I’m sneezin’, uh
Lookin’ behind, I’m leadin’, uh
Open yo mind, I read it, uh
Look at yo broad, she cheatin’, uh
Open her mouth, I feed it, uh
Open her mouth, she speechless, uh
Over and out, I’m leadin’
Look at my tires, they screachin’, yeah
Did it like [?] and [?], yeah
The feds been tryna big meech me, damn
Feds know they greedy, damn
Red, red, red, repeat it, flag
Red, red, red, reheat it, yeah
Look at my eyes, they bleedin’, yeah
Look at my eyes, they bleedin’
Come along, come along, come along, come
Woman on woman on woman on woman
Cum on her tongue and watch the other one tongue
She sat on my thumb, my thumb in her thump
That woman start jumpin, that ***** start thumpin’
That cookie start crumblin’, that shit been no dumpin’
I was lookin’ so scrumptious, I done gave the hoe the munchies
Say her hair was in the way so I gave the hoe my Scrunchie, uh
Tony Montana, no [?], uh
Really [?], no budget
Pretty ***** sandwich, no mustard, uh
She swallow her fans with no guzzlin’
I buy a whole Lamb and don’t touch it, uh
Pop a whole Xan, feel nothin’, uh
Rob the old man, he had nothin’, uh
Hollygrove man still bloodin’
Look at my blood just freezin’, yeah
Look at my eyes, they bleedin’ (Bleedin’)
Look at yo’ ***** sip ***** (*****)
Look at my life, I’m deamin’, yeah
She want the ****, she feignin’, yeah
Look at my *****, she leakin’ (*****)
Look at yo’ hoe, she decent
You tryna’ lock a ***** down like the precinct (Like the precinct)
I’ma hit her from the back, he police it, yeah
All red ‘Rari, I’m bleeedin’, beat it
Ridin’ ‘round with the sticks, so you know it’s on scene
I don’t want no ***** because my life all gravy (Woo)
Nigga ***** like Megan, have a trap [?]
My niggas, they bleedin’
Put the money on yo’ head, I mean it, I mean it
Nigga stressin’ for the fame, I don’t need it
Gave a ***** a baby, told her keep it (Keep it)
It’s a secret (Shh)
Young Money, Rich Forever (Rich Forever)
We get the money and stick together (What?)
Look at my wrist, on another level
She sing on my **** like an Acappella