T.D歌詞

作詞 : Tierra Whack/Miles Parks Mccollum/Samuel Gloade/Rakim Mayers/Tyler Okonma/Pharrell Williams/Seiji Kameyama/VERBAL/RYO-Z/Ilmari
作曲 : Tierra Whack/Miles Parks Mccollum/Samuel Gloade/Rakim Mayers/Tyler Okonma/Pharrell Williams/Seiji Kameyama/VERBAL/RYO-Z/Ilmari
Mm, whoa (Ayy, go, ayy), go up in here (Ayy, beep)
I'm in this ***** like, "Ayy," ayy, damn, yup
I'm in this ***** like, "Ayy" (Ayy, gang, go *****, damn)
I'm in this ***** like, "Ayy" (Ayy, Lil Boat)
I'm in this ***** like, "Ayy" (Go up in here)
I'm in his ***** like, "Ayy" (Damn)
I'm in his *****, mm
I'm gonna be a millionaire before I walk in, ayy (Damn)
I'm gonna get ***** before a top ten (Damn)
I'm gonna be in front and back end (Yeah), all cash stacked in (Damn)
Ridin' around town and I'm downtown (Slatt)
Big boy gat', I don't back down (Big gat')
Take your *****, yeah, I got a sack now (Beep)
**** a bad *****, I blow a ***** back now (****)
Whoa (Ayy, go, ayy), go up in here (Ayy, beep)
I'm in this ***** like, "Ayy," damn
I'm in this ***** like, "Ayy" (Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, damn)
I'm in this ***** like, "Ayy" (Ayy, hello)
I'm in this ***** like, "Ayy" (Go up in here)
I'm in his ***** like, "Ayy" (Damn)
I'm in his ***** (Uh)
Back to the bando
I Tokyo Drift like the sample
When shit wasn't sweet and so simple
When it was just churches and candles
We ain't have no Turks and no Caicos (Uh)
Go fresh for the kill, for the sandals (Nah)
We learn how to pedal, no handles
Back when we trap, we trap and we peddle right front of the Santos (Uh)
Like who wanna match? (Match) I'm runnin' the maps (Maps)
I run it like laps (Laps), they runnin' in last (Last)
I might overlap 'em (Lap) and won't double back (Back)
'Cause my past is my past
They open my path, and part on my back
She wanted a bag, wanted some Raf
My skin was the name, her skin was some change
We want the same thing, let's not get off track (Yeah, uh, uh)
Back up in that ***** skatin' (Skatin')
My wrist alone is the glist', I'm sayin' (Bling)
Super Saiyan, blonde, her lace front on (Uh)
*****, don't make me wait too long (Yeah)
Wouldn't grace to that Grey Poupon
My ***** watch VH-1, first sixty days, RuPaul
She been around Tyler way too long
Um
It's young T and he be that boy
I talk death but I don't like guns
I talk love but I don't got none
They talk charts but they don't got one
You gotta stage, then its one-point-one for one hour
*****s came second to me, they so sour
Had a slow climb, that's why they all doubt 'em
And still came out on top, now that's power (Uh)
**** their respect, I won't miss a step (Nope)
I won't intercept (Nope), the tip of my tongue
I got still got my soul and still got the check
Like, bling, bling, *****, I feel like (Yeah, yeah)
Raw as ****, *****, I feel like sushi (Yeah, yeah)
Watch Blank Face and I feel like Groovy (Yeah, yeah)
Neck lookin' like a thot and label (Yeah, yeah)
But it's goin' up like it's an escalator
Boys goin' down like Titanic, sailor
Yachty, hearin' him from the
Flacko freer than the Costco plate of them samples, *****, I'm ample, huh
When that suit come on, I throw a tantrum, hoo
That's Igor, Igor, he a hot potato
Y'all small fries for example, *****, um
Don't run with the ride-a-long, *****
*****, I'm a catalog, I'm a human Adderall
Little ass *****, nah, you ain't in my category
Unicorn, rare, better put a saddle on, *****
Y'all rappity-rap, y'all critically acclaimed, they gassin' you up
I went to your show and took little nap (Trash)
That's why we not in the same bracket of tax
I'm that *****, *****
I did it all with the passion, I'm a god in this fashion
*****s tryna fit in with their arms in the jacket (Ugh)
Had to pull myself together like it's all elastic
Got the heart of a dragon, I'm a star, call me Patrick
Heard the ***** was talkin' shit so I caught him in traffic
I'm the type to walk in your house and shit on your mattress
(Slow down, you're spitting everywhere) Ugh
I'm good, you could take it all away (Yeah)
I'm God, you follow me 'cause I know the way (God)
I'm in Philly and we all fly (Huh)
If we don't got the whip we do the walk-by (Yee)
Call your new ***** and we archive (Eugh)
If you cross paths, leave you cross-eyed
Had to slap the *****, you chose the wrong side (Ooh)
Mob ties, *****, you get hog's eyed, you chose the wrong side
Mrs. Whack, I love your flow, nobody rhymin' like that
Had to clean out the trunk to put your mom in the back
The cops pulled me over, they don't know your mom in the back
Big Whack makin' *****s take herbal and naps
These hoes can't rap, they need a permanent pack
I ain't ****in' with you boys, need the cervical cap
Okay, I'm bored
Okay, I'm tired, sleepy, ugh
Yeah, I wanna be like nobody else (Else)
Lookin' so good I might ride myself ('Self)
Realize I gotta hide the wealth (Wealth)
Told bro it's okay to be rich and stealth (Yee)
Twenty-two, I might go **** a milf (Milf)
My twin sisters both white as milk (Milk)
Maybach, inside came soft as silk (Silk)
Put a ***** on the Molly, now she tilt
This ***** been killed, built like a crushed can
Makin' rap friends, more sketch than a white me
Billionaire Boat, more freedom that a white man
****in' on the ***** and she sound like a hype man
Lookin' for a fly *****, I'm what you type in (Go)
Been counted out since I could count (Yes)
Got a public and a private account (Yes)
For my bank and not my Insta, *****