• 專輯:The Sailor
  • 歌手: Rich Brian
  • 發行時間:2019.07
  • 作詞:Daniel Tannenbaum, Sergiu Adrian Gherman, Tyler Reese, Mehlenbacher, Craig Balmoris, Daniel Nathan Krieger, Brian Imanuel
  • 作曲:Daniel Tannenbaum, Sergiu Adrian Gherman, Tyler Reese, Mehlenbacher, Craig Balmoris, Daniel Nathan Krieger, Brian Imanuel
  • 編曲:
  • 分類:西洋

歌詞

錯誤回報

(Bekon Intro)

(Rich Brian)
Blow me like confettis
On that green green, man I got the absinthe in me
Doing sh*t without thinking hoping God forgive me
You too toxic for me pay me for another kidney

Always f**king winning
Pull up to the Grammys in a brand new Honda Civic
Aint got time to give a f**k or worry bout my image
Im a cut it off if I aint getting nothing from it

Got my mother’s face and my father’s confidence
Walking round the party always looking like the perfect blend
Got my right hand with me I will never need to f**k no fans
Got my homies with me never need to hang with bitter friends
Monte Carlo flew in on G5 lil bad b**ch just turned 29
I’m only f**king for the vibes, I only say hi then goodbye
Ummm If you listening, congrats you just discovered fire
I looked at the clock, guess what lil b**ch it’s time to die

She behind on rent
She got two jobs and a kid and still got time to give me neck
You wear loafers to the club don’t tell me you deserve respect
You use internet to hate I used that sh*t to change my fate
(She gon)

Blow me like confettis
On that green green, man I got the absinthe in me
Doing sh*t without thinking hoping God forgive me
You too toxic for me pay me for another kidney

Every day I wake up I live my life to the fullest b**ch
Your dreams don’t mean sh*t if it just turns into excuses b**ch
(b**ch)
I’m just talking facts, I’m just tryna make sh*t that’ll flabbergast
I’ve been rapping all you doin’s talking fast
Man I’m sure you could prolly do more than that
And I still got that rum up in my system
4-5 proof that sh*t is so hittin
He want problem Im a throw fist then
Told that b**ch send me the location
A** fat she need attitude fixin
I’m sick I got terminal trillness
My next album, call that sh*t hit list
I kill sh*t and you are my witness

Blow me like confettis
On that green green, man I got the absinthe in me
Doing sh*t without thinking hoping God forgive me
You too toxic for me pay me for another kidney

Always f**king winning
Pull up to the Grammys in a brand new Honda Civic
Aint got time to give a f**k or worry bout my image
Im a cut it off if I aint getting nothing from it