[00:00.000] 作词 : Tina Temps
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tina Temps
[00:17.928]I know these mother****ers mad at me
[00:20.285]Got a sweet tooth, but I ain't got a cavity
[00:22.614]Say that I bite, but they the ones biting me
[00:25.136]Yeah, I stand on what I say man, check the receipts
[00:27.395]Get that dick out your mouth, chubby bunny challenge
[00:29.902]Yeah, you do too much, you got to find balance
[00:31.948]I'm a ****ing savage, yeah, I do damage
[00:34.206]I ain't lie about a ting, but they been capping
[00:36.745]I ain't **** with anybody, everybody fake
[00:39.003]Yeah, that's so dirty, like the money I make
[00:41.284]I ain't finished yet, I'm still masturbating
[00:43.577]Know I'm the best, man, there's no debating
[00:46.094]I'm always so chill like I'm on vacation
[00:48.136]But if you wanna fight, man, I'll show you this fade
[00:50.657]I'll hit you so hard, you'll remember you're lame
[00:52.716]Remember you should stay in your lane
[00:54.523]Like napalm blowing, like, napalm she blowing on me
[00:56.945]'Cause she loving my fragrance
[00:59.238]I'm not a god, man, I only just make art
[01:01.302]Say what I say, cause I really got a broke heart
[01:03.594]Like, I could never die for the fame
[01:05.914]Hurts so bad but I live for the pain
[01:08.439]Rather hang from a tree than hang with these lamesI know these mother****ers mad at me

作词 : Tina Temps
作曲 : Tina Temps
I know these mother****ers mad at me
Got a sweet tooth, but I ain't got a cavity
Say that I bite, but they the ones biting me
Yeah, I stand on what I say man, check the receipts
Get that dick out your mouth, chubby bunny challenge
Yeah, you do too much, you got to find balance
I'm a ****ing savage, yeah, I do damage
I ain't lie about a ting, but they been capping
I ain't **** with anybody, everybody fake
Yeah, that's so dirty, like the money I make
I ain't finished yet, I'm still masturbating
Know I'm the best, man, there's no debating
I'm always so chill like I'm on vacation
But if you wanna fight, man, I'll show you this fade
I'll hit you so hard, you'll remember you're lame
Remember you should stay in your lane
Like napalm blowing, like, napalm she blowing on me
'Cause she loving my fragrance
I'm not a god, man, I only just make art
Say what I say, cause I really got a broke heart
Like, I could never die for the fame
Hurts so bad but I live for the pain
Rather hang from a tree than hang with these lamesI know these mother****ers mad at me