Confetti歌詞

Confetti - Rich Brian
Lyrics by：Daniel Tannenbaum/Sergiu Adrian Gherman/Tyler Reese Mehlenbacher/Craig Balmoris/Daniel Nathan Krieger/Brian Imanuel/August Grant/Maurice Powell/Christian Dold
Composed by：Daniel Tannenbaum/Sergiu Adrian Gherman/Tyler Reese Mehlenbacher/Craig Balmoris/Daniel Nathan Krieger/Brian Imanuel
Blow me like confettis
On that green green man I got the absinthe in me
Doing s**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***h 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***h 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 s**t to change my fate
She gon
Blow me like confettis
On that green green man I got the absinthe in me
Doing s**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***h
Your dreams don't mean s**t if it just turns into excuses b***h
I'm just talking facts I'm just tryna make s**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 s**t is so hittin
He want problem Im a throw fist then
Told that b***h send me the location
A*s fat she need attitude fixin
I'm sick I got terminal trillness
My next album call that s**t hit list
I kill s**t and you are my witness
Blow me like confettis
On that green green man I got the absinthe in me
Doing s**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