[00:00.000] 作词 : YCK
[00:01.000] 作曲 : YCK
[00:16.380]B**ch told me I was fresh like a spring roll
[00:20.670]Iced out coat you should know I like my rings gold
[00:24.810]B**ch told me I was raw like I'm King Cole
[00:28.860]South Seoul repping every time all the drinks' cold
[00:33.030]Never not switching on b**ches they missing
[00:34.980]The ** but I cannot give that
[00:37.140]Pissing on wishes I'm burning the bridges
[00:39.120]Like f*ck what I cannot give back
[00:41.310]I've been up looking for loot
[00:43.350]B**ch if I got to I'll shoot
[00:45.390]Step the f*ck back or you're biting the curb
[00:47.520]Back on the ground sleeping in dirt
[00:49.590]Green in the jar keys in the car
[00:51.630]Taking no breaks I stay going hard
[00:53.970]F*cking with my life
[00:55.260]B**ches coming out to fight
[00:57.840]Fists up in the flesh
[00:59.460]Ripping weed inside the sesh
[01:01.620]I'vе been going since the morning
[01:03.600]Whipping back inside thе foreign
[01:06.150]B**ch told me I was fresh like a spring roll
[01:10.350]Iced out coat you should know I like my rings gold
[01:14.460]B**ch told me I was raw like I'm King Cole
[01:18.510]South Seoul repping every time all the drinks' cold
[01:22.680]Taking all my time
[01:24.270]Making rhymes smoking dimes
[01:26.340]**** punk b***h
[01:28.380]Don't ever move an inch
[01:31.020]Known as one persona
[01:32.490]Till the day I reach nirvana
[01:34.560]B**ches biting by the second
[01:36.630]Feeling lucky count your blessings
[01:39.210]Sniffing out a straw
[01:40.710]Snow white I call that broad
[01:42.840]Creeping out the f*cking night
[01:44.910]Paper trail to make behind
[01:47.550]Never not returning back
[01:49.500]Spending my **** earn it back
[01:51.660]B**ch I'm all alone
[01:53.070]I said that back a while ago
[01:55.800]B**ch told me I was fresh like a spring roll
[02:00.000]Iced out coat you should know I like my rings gold
[02:04.110]B**ch told me I was raw like I'm King Cole
[02:08.160]South Seoul repping every time all the drinks' cold

作词 : YCK
作曲 : YCK
B**ch told me I was fresh like a spring roll
Iced out coat you should know I like my rings gold
B**ch told me I was raw like I'm King Cole
South Seoul repping every time all the drinks' cold
Never not switching on b**ches they missing
The ** but I cannot give that
Pissing on wishes I'm burning the bridges
Like f*ck what I cannot give back
I've been up looking for loot
B**ch if I got to I'll shoot
Step the f*ck back or you're biting the curb
Back on the ground sleeping in dirt
Green in the jar keys in the car
Taking no breaks I stay going hard
F*cking with my life
B**ches coming out to fight
Fists up in the flesh
Ripping weed inside the sesh
I'vе been going since the morning
Whipping back inside thе foreign
B**ch told me I was fresh like a spring roll
Iced out coat you should know I like my rings gold
B**ch told me I was raw like I'm King Cole
South Seoul repping every time all the drinks' cold
Taking all my time
Making rhymes smoking dimes
**** punk b***h
Don't ever move an inch
Known as one persona
Till the day I reach nirvana
B**ches biting by the second
Feeling lucky count your blessings
Sniffing out a straw
Snow white I call that broad
Creeping out the f*cking night
Paper trail to make behind
Never not returning back
Spending my **** earn it back
B**ch I'm all alone
I said that back a while ago
B**ch told me I was fresh like a spring roll
Iced out coat you should know I like my rings gold
B**ch told me I was raw like I'm King Cole
South Seoul repping every time all the drinks' cold