[00:00.00] 作词 : Callum Postlethwaite
[00:00.64] 作曲 : Callum Postlethwaite
[00:01.28]Perc me in (Uh), let me in (Woah, woah)
[00:04.06]How the **** you hatin' outside the club
[00:06.39]Drugs knockin' at my door
[00:07.64]Need to let me in (Need to let me in, woah)
[00:09.06]You can't even get in
[00:10.78]****, yeah, u
[00:13.06]Pills knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in (Yeah)
[00:15.70]Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I need a letterman (Yeah)
[00:18.66]I can't **** that b***h if she don't give me her consent (Yeah
[00:21.56]Half of these hoes don't even give me an ******** (They don't get me hard)
[00:24.97]If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it split, oh (Yeah, yeah)
[00:27.97]I know niggas bangin' they flags like Confederate, oh (Slatt)
[00:30.94]Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements off (Rich)
[00:33.70]Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off" (Yee-haw, skrrt, skrrt)
[00:36.75]That two-door with no tints, oh (No tints)
[00:38.94]She sucked me up in my G-Wagon, no tints, oh
[00:41.84]I see all through the shade, ain't no tints, oh
[00:44.84]Pull up in that Beamer with the tints, oh (Skrrt)
[00:48.06]I heard you got a new whip, we shoot the tints off (Grrah, grrah)
[00:50.91]I know that b***h shakin' ass up out the window (Yeah, yeah
[00:53.94]I'm takin' W's and her wins low (Yeah, yeah)
[00:57.08]I order b*****s like they on the menu (Yeah, yeah), yeah
[01:00.80]Took that b***h to Miami (What?), just to have a t*******e (Yeah
[01:03.85]I got bad b*****s on deck, do you need one
[01:06.97]Matter of fact, I got so many hoes
[01:08.31]I'll sell you one, you can keep one
[01:09.97]That b***h don't need me, that lil' ho need Jesus, ay
[01:13.14]VVS on my wrist, ain't get no Jesus pieces, ayy
[01:16.45]Need me a chocolate thing, ain't talkin' Reese's Pieces, ayy
[01:19.35]I don't **** with none of these niggas like I'm racist, ayy (Yeah
[01:22.30]My songs on that bad b***h playlist (Yeah
[01:24.92]Pills knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in (Yeah, yeah)
[01:27.61]Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I need a letterman (Yee-haw)
[01:30.87]I can't **** that b***h if she don't give me her consent (Yee-haw
[01:33.58]Half of these hoes don't even give me an ******** (Yeah, yeah)
[01:36.97]If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it split, oh (Grrah, grrah)
[01:39.92]I know niggas bangin' they flags like confederate, oh (Slatt, slatt)
[01:43.04]Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements off
[01:45.82]Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off"
[01:48.97]I been on my KTM drip, hopefully I don't fall off (Yeah, skrrt)
[01:51.90]In the desert, on a dirt bike, with an AR, lettin' it all off (Tu-tu-tu-tu, grrah)
[01:54.97]My lil' b***h'll set you up, yeah, she a dog (She a dog
[01:57.99]Get you in the bedroom, just to shoot your d**k off (Pause
[02:01.38]She come back home, tell me you dead, my d**k is in her jaw (Uh-huh)
[02:04.66]I could never end up like my dad, I'm too much of a boss (Uh-huh)
[02:07.47]Oxycodone all up in my hand, I'm scratchin' through the walls (Uh-huh)
[02:10.40]High as hell on my phone, groupies tryna get in my drawers (Woah)
[02:13.38]Foreign b*****s up in my Snapchat showin' ass (What else?
[02:16.04]I know she don't love me for real, she just want the bag (What the **** else?
[02:19.45]She gon' do me and my team for a Louis bag (What the **** else?
[02:22.28]Grip the chopper with the beam, this in a Louis bag (Baow, baow)
[02:25.50]I go shoppin' everywhere, I don't look at tags
[02:28.28]Wear it once then throw it away, I don't take it back (Uh-huh)
[02:31.38]Said she loved me, stupid b***h, you should take it bac
[02:34.14]I'ma drop ya' off wherever the **** I met you at (Oh)
[02:37.38]Call a Uber for that b***h, she gotta go, go, go (She gotta go)
[02:40.28]Do the dash through her life, I'm on go-go-go, uh (That b***h gotta go)
[02:43.69]Iffy, uh, sticky tucked, I'm on Gummo mode (I'm on gun mode)
[02:46.45]My closet like a mother****ing gun show, oh (Uh)
[02:49.42]I'ma spin her (Huh), shawty sweeter than a bag full of apple fritters (Yee-haw)
[02:53.89]I told her racist ass dad that she ****ed a nigga (Yee-haw)
[02:56.62]I also told 'em that it's been my pleasure ****ing with her (Yee-haw, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[03:00.44]She said she wanna have my d**k for dinner (Uh)
[03:02.79]I'ma serve it to her like a plate of chicken gizzards (Uh)
[03:05.94]Grandma if you listenin', I'm sorry I'm a sinner (Uh)
[03:08.89]God ain't done with me yet, give Him a couple winters
[03:11.96]Uh, just became a winner (Ayy, ayy)
[03:13.28]They wasn't ****ing me when my pockets was hurtin' (Uh)
[03:15.99]Now I get to pick 'em out, freaky and nerdy (Uh-huh)
[03:18.78]You should take your girl to the dentist or somethin' (Uh)
[03:21.49]'Cause when she come back to you, her mouth gon' be hurtin' (Suck it, ouch)
[03:24.78]Pills knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in (I'ma let 'em in)
[03:27.66]Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I need a letterman (I need a letterman)
[03:30.66]I can't **** that b***h if she don't give me her consent (Give me her consent)
[03:33.56]Half of these hoes don't even give me an ******** (They don't get me hard)
[03:37.02]If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it split, oh (Baow, baow)
[03:39.99]I know niggas bangin' they flags like confederate, oh (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
[03:42.97]Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements off (Rich, rich)
[03:45.46]Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off" (Yee-haw)

作词 : Callum Postlethwaite
作曲 : Callum Postlethwaite
Perc me in (Uh), let me in (Woah, woah)
How the **** you hatin' outside the club
Drugs knockin' at my door
Need to let me in (Need to let me in, woah)
You can't even get in
****, yeah, u
Pills knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in (Yeah)
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I need a letterman (Yeah)
I can't **** that b***h if she don't give me her consent (Yeah
Half of these hoes don't even give me an ******** (They don't get me hard)
If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it split, oh (Yeah, yeah)
I know niggas bangin' they flags like Confederate, oh (Slatt)
Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements off (Rich)
Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off" (Yee-haw, skrrt, skrrt)
That two-door with no tints, oh (No tints)
She sucked me up in my G-Wagon, no tints, oh
I see all through the shade, ain't no tints, oh
Pull up in that Beamer with the tints, oh (Skrrt)
I heard you got a new whip, we shoot the tints off (Grrah, grrah)
I know that b***h shakin' ass up out the window (Yeah, yeah
I'm takin' W's and her wins low (Yeah, yeah)
I order b*****s like they on the menu (Yeah, yeah), yeah
Took that b***h to Miami (What?), just to have a t*******e (Yeah
I got bad b*****s on deck, do you need one
Matter of fact, I got so many hoes
I'll sell you one, you can keep one
That b***h don't need me, that lil' ho need Jesus, ay
VVS on my wrist, ain't get no Jesus pieces, ayy
Need me a chocolate thing, ain't talkin' Reese's Pieces, ayy
I don't **** with none of these niggas like I'm racist, ayy (Yeah
My songs on that bad b***h playlist (Yeah
Pills knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in (Yeah, yeah)
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I need a letterman (Yee-haw)
I can't **** that b***h if she don't give me her consent (Yee-haw
Half of these hoes don't even give me an ******** (Yeah, yeah)
If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it split, oh (Grrah, grrah)
I know niggas bangin' they flags like confederate, oh (Slatt, slatt)
Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements off
Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off"
I been on my KTM drip, hopefully I don't fall off (Yeah, skrrt)
In the desert, on a dirt bike, with an AR, lettin' it all off (Tu-tu-tu-tu, grrah)
My lil' b***h'll set you up, yeah, she a dog (She a dog
Get you in the bedroom, just to shoot your d**k off (Pause
She come back home, tell me you dead, my d**k is in her jaw (Uh-huh)
I could never end up like my dad, I'm too much of a boss (Uh-huh)
Oxycodone all up in my hand, I'm scratchin' through the walls (Uh-huh)
High as hell on my phone, groupies tryna get in my drawers (Woah)
Foreign b*****s up in my Snapchat showin' ass (What else?
I know she don't love me for real, she just want the bag (What the **** else?
She gon' do me and my team for a Louis bag (What the **** else?
Grip the chopper with the beam, this in a Louis bag (Baow, baow)
I go shoppin' everywhere, I don't look at tags
Wear it once then throw it away, I don't take it back (Uh-huh)
Said she loved me, stupid b***h, you should take it bac
I'ma drop ya' off wherever the **** I met you at (Oh)
Call a Uber for that b***h, she gotta go, go, go (She gotta go)
Do the dash through her life, I'm on go-go-go, uh (That b***h gotta go)
Iffy, uh, sticky tucked, I'm on Gummo mode (I'm on gun mode)
My closet like a mother****ing gun show, oh (Uh)
I'ma spin her (Huh), shawty sweeter than a bag full of apple fritters (Yee-haw)
I told her racist ass dad that she ****ed a nigga (Yee-haw)
I also told 'em that it's been my pleasure ****ing with her (Yee-haw, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She said she wanna have my d**k for dinner (Uh)
I'ma serve it to her like a plate of chicken gizzards (Uh)
Grandma if you listenin', I'm sorry I'm a sinner (Uh)
God ain't done with me yet, give Him a couple winters
Uh, just became a winner (Ayy, ayy)
They wasn't ****ing me when my pockets was hurtin' (Uh)
Now I get to pick 'em out, freaky and nerdy (Uh-huh)
You should take your girl to the dentist or somethin' (Uh)
'Cause when she come back to you, her mouth gon' be hurtin' (Suck it, ouch)
Pills knockin' at my door, I'm finna let 'em in (I'ma let 'em in)
Ballin' hard, feel like D Rose, I need a letterman (I need a letterman)
I can't **** that b***h if she don't give me her consent (Give me her consent)
Half of these hoes don't even give me an ******** (They don't get me hard)
If you with that shit, then up your gat, let it split, oh (Baow, baow)
I know niggas bangin' they flags like confederate, oh (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
Brand new house, it's on the hills, just got the settlements off (Rich, rich)
Lately I been riding dirt bikes, G-Money told me, "Don't fall off" (Yee-haw)