[00:00.000] 作词 : Rex Kudo/Dwayne Carter/Sean Anderson/Dominique Jones/Ryan Vojtesak
[00:00.215] 作曲 : Rex Kudo/Dwayne Carter/Sean Anderson/Dominique Jones/Ryan Vojtesak
[00:00.431]
[00:03.984]Phew, phew, yeah
[00:07.197]If you weigh me down then I gotta remove you
[00:08.816]If you in my way, then I gotta go through you (Don, Don)
[00:11.637]Look, look, look, funeral
[00:15.556]I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (Huh)
[00:18.821]They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (Huh)
[00:22.400]You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Huh)
[00:25.822]Shut the fxck up, no excuses (Huh)
[00:29.270]This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy
[00:31.595]Money spread on me like Boosie
[00:33.371]Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship
[00:35.069]I don't really sleep or take naps, no snoozin'
[00:36.741]All these burners here hot, but we coolin'
[00:38.335]I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin' I'm stupid
[00:40.137]My accountant just called, said, "Sh!t been movin'"
[00:41.992]I'm 'posed to have no gun, I got two of 'em
[00:43.690]I never remind a n!gga what I do for 'em
[00:45.440]I was dead broke, sleep on the futon
[00:47.033]Now I'm up, now I'm big house, few of 'em
[00:48.940]Everyday I'm lit, my life like a re-run
[00:50.691]If I take your sh!t, can't give you no refund
[00:52.258]Ten mil' for a deal I agree on
[00:54.060]I put on for Atlanta like Deion
[00:55.732]Chrome Heart glasses, I can't see 'em
[00:57.561]From the apartments to an arena
[00:59.389]Where that lil' boy been? I ain't seen him
[01:01.009]Look at God's child drivin' the Demon
[01:02.811]Fxck what you heard
[01:04.091]I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (Huh)
[01:07.592]They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (Huh, yeah)
[01:11.014]You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Yeah)
[01:14.488]Shut the fxck up, no excuses (Yeah)
[01:17.988]This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy
[01:20.287]Money spread on me like Boosie
[01:21.933]Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship
[01:24.441]Yeah, I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do sh!t (I do sh!t)
[01:28.411]Soft top on my car like it's Jewish (It's Jewish)
[01:31.938]Catch a body like Ray Lewis (Ray Lewis)
[01:35.491]Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
[01:37.267]Lil Tunechi, I'm in this b!tch on the cookie like Lucious (Yeah)
[01:39.331]I'm gonna sip, got that purple pollution (Yeah)
[01:40.976]I get the checks and just do it no swooshes (Yeah)
[01:42.805]Flex on my ex then I flex on my new b!tch (Yeah)
[01:44.529]No disrespect, I bust down the noose (Yeah)
[01:46.175]Put it on my neck, now my neck is a nuisance (Yeah)
[01:47.951]I am a mess, I am a mutant (Yeah)
[01:49.701]******s go through your vest like it's translucent
[01:51.608]I smoke the best exclusive
[01:53.254]I'm somewhere else secluded (Secluded)
[01:54.926]Fly to death, and your b!tch just flew in
[01:56.806]You a ref, my n!gga, you blew it (You blew it)
[01:58.478]I don't sketch, but the pistol, I drew it
[02:00.176]Told myself to continue my duties
[02:01.926]I got money from 2002, that I ain't seen since 2002
[02:05.401]Me, Sean, and Brazy, my n!gga, we boolin'
[02:07.046]Ballin' so brazy, I dribble and shoot it
[02:08.823]Just like I play for Emilio Pucci
[02:10.521]I treat the Wraith like that b!tch is Suzuki
[02:12.375]I need a favorite woman like The Fugees
[02:14.021]It's me, Sean, and Baby, we lit as Three Stooges
[02:15.693]My skate stance is goofy, my bae ass is stupid
[02:17.391]No fake asses truly, I'm makin' her moon me
[02:19.272]Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
[02:20.813]I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (I do it)
[02:24.052]They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (I knew it)
[02:27.526]You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Move b!tch, huh)
[02:31.079]Shut the fxck up, no excuses (Yeah, yeah)
[02:34.501]This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy (Yeah, yeah)
[02:36.852]Money spread on me like Boosie
[02:38.498]Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship (Yeah, yeah)
[02:40.170]I don't really sleep or take naps, no snoozin' (No snoozin')
[02:41.894]All of these burners here hot, but we coolin' (Yeah, snorin')
[02:43.618]I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin' I'm stupid
[02:45.316]My accountant just called, said, "Sh!t been movin'" (Yeah)
[02:48.477]I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it
[02:50.253]My accountant just called, said, "Sh!t been movin'"
[02:52.369]Fake money, should keep your two cents (That mulah)
[02:55.556]Catch a body like Ray Lewis (Yeah)
[02:57.567]If you weigh me down, then I gotta remove you
[02:59.213]If you in my way, then I gotta go through you
[03:01.015]Funeral
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作词 : Rex Kudo/Dwayne Carter/Sean Anderson/Dominique Jones/Ryan Vojtesak
作曲 : Rex Kudo/Dwayne Carter/Sean Anderson/Dominique Jones/Ryan Vojtesak
Phew, phew, yeah
If you weigh me down then I gotta remove you
If you in my way, then I gotta go through you (Don, Don)
Look, look, look, funeral
I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (Huh)
They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (Huh)
You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Huh)
Shut the fxck up, no excuses (Huh)
This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy
Money spread on me like Boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship
I don't really sleep or take naps, no snoozin'
All these burners here hot, but we coolin'
I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin' I'm stupid
My accountant just called, said, "Sh!t been movin'"
I'm 'posed to have no gun, I got two of 'em
I never remind a n!gga what I do for 'em
I was dead broke, sleep on the futon
Now I'm up, now I'm big house, few of 'em
Everyday I'm lit, my life like a re-run
If I take your sh!t, can't give you no refund
Ten mil' for a deal I agree on
I put on for Atlanta like Deion
Chrome Heart glasses, I can't see 'em
From the apartments to an arena
Where that lil' boy been? I ain't seen him
Look at God's child drivin' the Demon
Fxck what you heard
I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (Huh)
They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (Huh, yeah)
You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Yeah)
Shut the fxck up, no excuses (Yeah)
This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy
Money spread on me like Boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship
Yeah, I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do sh!t (I do sh!t)
Soft top on my car like it's Jewish (It's Jewish)
Catch a body like Ray Lewis (Ray Lewis)
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Lil Tunechi, I'm in this b!tch on the cookie like Lucious (Yeah)
I'm gonna sip, got that purple pollution (Yeah)
I get the checks and just do it no swooshes (Yeah)
Flex on my ex then I flex on my new b!tch (Yeah)
No disrespect, I bust down the noose (Yeah)
Put it on my neck, now my neck is a nuisance (Yeah)
I am a mess, I am a mutant (Yeah)
******s go through your vest like it's translucent
I smoke the best exclusive
I'm somewhere else secluded (Secluded)
Fly to death, and your b!tch just flew in
You a ref, my n!gga, you blew it (You blew it)
I don't sketch, but the pistol, I drew it
Told myself to continue my duties
I got money from 2002, that I ain't seen since 2002
Me, Sean, and Brazy, my n!gga, we boolin'
Ballin' so brazy, I dribble and shoot it
Just like I play for Emilio Pucci
I treat the Wraith like that b!tch is Suzuki
I need a favorite woman like The Fugees
It's me, Sean, and Baby, we lit as Three Stooges
My skate stance is goofy, my bae ass is stupid
No fake asses truly, I'm makin' her moon me
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it (I do it)
They say, "All facts," but don't prove sh!t (I knew it)
You in my way, need to move, b!tch (Move b!tch, huh)
Shut the fxck up, no excuses (Yeah, yeah)
This a win-win, swear I'm so choosy (Yeah, yeah)
Money spread on me like Boosie
Real ones ride for me, no cruise ship (Yeah, yeah)
I don't really sleep or take naps, no snoozin' (No snoozin')
All of these burners here hot, but we coolin' (Yeah, snorin')
I was playin' dumb, they was thinkin' I'm stupid
My accountant just called, said, "Sh!t been movin'" (Yeah)
I don't talk sh!t, b!tch, I do it
My accountant just called, said, "Sh!t been movin'"
Fake money, should keep your two cents (That mulah)
Catch a body like Ray Lewis (Yeah)
If you weigh me down, then I gotta remove you
If you in my way, then I gotta go through you
Funeral