Nhạc sĩ: Billy Marchiafava
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I've been making moves, they don't like that Big boss money, first I spend it, then I makeit back Ran to the bank, came back with a big bagDiamonds on my necklace, shine, get it plain taggedHaters getting mad, I can tell now I was down badNone of these bitches wanna *** now Call me in the morning, call me when you touchdownNow I'm in the field, making plays like a touchdownUh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Don't call me on my phone if you ain't talkingbucks You ain't working hard, baby, that's whyyou stuck Made a hundred grand real quick, that's what'sup Never thought I would be the one, I was thequiet type Now I'm getting neck from your hun, I'm inthe limelight I've been busy stacking the funds and whenthe time's right I'ma blow it all just for funBitch, I'm working, I stay surfing You can't even scratch that surfaceI've been making guala, Fendi, Prada You get nada, hot like saunaAyy, drop in the top in that Beemer Rims looking clean and my teeth looking cleanerSmile so bright the whole world gon' see it I'ma make a mill real soon, bout to leave itTic-tac-toe, smoking three in a row Got tick-tock hoes always bumping to my songsI don't want nobody on me unless you my girl We be walking through the city like it's my worldLike Gucci gang, Gucci gang, bitch, I'm like Gucci main birdWhen I slide through with the first slings first I don't wanna talk, but y'all be catching with your wordsStep into the ring with big tricks Somebody once told me the world was gonna roll meBut I'm rolling up the earth like *** police Four beats, shoot it for three, you don't know meFat man, icy, driving a ZamboniAny minute now, swear they got him bout to get him nowWhen he come around, you'll be thinking where he spit it outPull the limb around, hotbox in the winter I'm as cold as a snow globe, shake it, make a stone hole