SOPRANO歌詞

作詞 : Harlan Silverman/Jared Lee
作曲 : Harlan Silverman/Jared Lee
My tongue is a (what) weapon
40 caliber shootin' at the heavens
Out to wait the, reverend
Angels on the line shootin' at the heavens(where we goin)
Lucifer sings in, Soprano
Fallen angels listen in the zeppelin
Yo mamma told you not to (what)
Listen to secular music the devils in the trap
Automatic weapon singin' like tubas
Black Sabbath on vinyl
AC DC in the summer
Killa kam in the winter
This is what you always wanted
Turning degrees to 100
This is what you always wanted
Turn it increase to 100
Ay man! turn on the AC it's hot in here!
Crank that
Crank that ***** to a million (a million!)
Turn that ***** to a million (A million!)
Direct your hands to the ceiling
Hold on, hold on. Crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that ***** to a million (A million!)
Turn that ***** to a million (A million!)
Wreck your hands to the Ceiling
Hold on, hold on, say
How them flames end up on the ceiling huh
Burn down the roof make em all say
Jump out the cat go grill that huh
Jump out the coupe four-wheel that huh (Skrr)
Ski mask in boots make em steal that huh
Run up on the same trap grab it like
Throw the ***** inside the van
Tie him up, his feets and hands
He was walkin round like godzilla
He didn’t know this ain't Japan
You ain't the dapper of dan
You ain't the king of the land
Sleepin like keepers and xans
I wake you up you been stuck in a trance
I ate you out like a million of fans
I crank it up like you singing Sopran'
Crank that
Crank that ***** to a million (a million!)
Turn that ***** to a million (A million!)
Wreck your hands to the ceiling (Hold on,)
Hold on, hold on. Crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that ***** to a million (A million!)
Turn that ***** to a million (A million!)
Wreck your hands to the Ceiling
Hold on, hold on, say
How the am I supposed to breathe
When there's so much ******** all around
Trappin' Trappin' got you trappin’
It’s okay cause the beat that I bring is sound
Gun a man, hunnid grams, Hunnid grand,
The baddest ***** is world renowned (what else)
Mix that like it's jump alike, and circuit to the masses
To the masses ***** how profound
Hell naw!
Somethin' ain’t right
Tasting too sweet when I had the first bite
Cookin the kitchen with numerous knifes
808 sauce imma throw it like spice
Bass to the god with that Wonton soup
Migos just added that Wonton rice
Now you can't get enough (naw)
Eat em all up (Uh)
Hit em with the quick tummy tough
Ooh so you just slappin ******?
Rollin cards
Taking it to a new level Huh?
Aight!
Crank that
Crank that ***** to a million (a million!)
Turn that ***** to a million (A million!)
Wreck your hands to the ceiling (Hold on,)
Hold on, hold on. Crank that (crank, crank)
Crank that ***** to a million (A million!)
Turn that ***** to a million (A million!)
Wreck your hands to the Ceiling
Hold on, hold on, say
Ooh, testify
Escaping the flames
Mama said testify
Crank that