[00:00.000] 作词 : Jean Dawson/Zach Fogarty/A$AP Rocky
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jean Dawson/Zach Fogarty/A$AP Rocky
[00:05.594]Producers: Jean Dawson/Zach Fogarty
[00:07.748]Writers: Rakim Mayers/Zach Fogarty/Jean Dawson/A$AP Rocky
[00:11.661][Verse 1: Jean Dawson]
[00:16.866]I don't smoke menthol (More-more-m-m-menthol)
[00:20.912]Got confetti in my lungs (Confetti, in my, lung)
[00:24.726]Got a broken jaw
[00:28.635]'Cause they won't shoot the one on one (Bro-ken-ken-jaw-jaw-jaw, shoo-oo-oot the one, one)
[00:32.826]And Imma ball hard, I ball hard
[00:36.304]I'm all net, I'm al boards
[00:39.218]I'm no boy
[00:40.710]I'm all gold, no glitter on me
[00:43.638]I'm all soul, black boy with the lil' Kobe
[00:46.994][Chorus: Jean Dawson]
[00:47.137]I do better on my own
[00:54.985]I do better on my own
[01:02.825]I do better on my own
[01:10.669]I do better on my own
[01:18.443][Bridge: Jean Dawson]
[01:18.628]It's hard to sleep when I don't dream
[01:22.371]My eyes are red, staring at the street light
[01:25.768][Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
[01:25.914]Pop-pop-papa say, "Stay on my tools"
[01:28.337]Back to my P's and my Q's
[01:30.324]I say, "F**k all your Q and A's"
[01:31.770]Stood on my own tools, they ain't on my level
[01:34.133]My E and my Q
[01:35.300]I put the G in the Q
[01:36.725]B***h, I'm a G and I'm cute
[01:38.195]Parlay with Jean in the coupe
[01:40.085]She can't name the name of my jeans and it's cool
[01:42.141]I could just tell at the end of my school, my league, my level
[01:45.018]They ain't Ivy league so they more Irish Spring
[01:47.034]Clean, Imma come clean 'til I leather my leather
[01:49.549]Paint on my nail but don't rattle my feather (Board/ball)
[01:51.945]Don't throw and get killed, by that lil' boy in the kilt
[01:54.542]Yeah I just put a vest and upgraded my wheel, yeah
[01:57.816]That's how I feel, for real, yeah
[01:59.407]Boy don't get tilt, yeah
[02:00.835]D-d-don't get your cat pealed
[02:02.440]F**k with me, how did it feel?
[02:03.796]Yeah, now how does it feel? For real
[02:06.233][Chorus: Jean Dawson]
[02:12.990](Che-che-check)
[02:13.606]I do better on my own
[02:21.848]I do better on my own
[02:29.365]I do better on my own
[02:37.242]I do better on my own
[03:14.100][Outro: Jean Dawson & A$AP Rocky]
[03:16.552]Weekend zombie, black girl Long Beach
[03:20.520]Man of the year, girls in my air, diamonds and pearls in my hair, yeah
[03:24.422]Sitting sideways four Vogues to the concrete
[03:28.227]R-Ric Flair drip, right here, talk about Gucci, nine hundred pairs, they unaware
[03:32.397]Homie ain't my homie, don't act like you know me
[03:36.219]Easy way to get your shit chopped (Get your shit chopped)
[03:40.141]

作词 : Jean Dawson/Zach Fogarty/A$AP Rocky
作曲 : Jean Dawson/Zach Fogarty/A$AP Rocky
Producers: Jean Dawson/Zach Fogarty
Writers: Rakim Mayers/Zach Fogarty/Jean Dawson/A$AP Rocky
I don't smoke menthol (More-more-m-m-menthol)
Got confetti in my lungs (Confetti, in my, lung)
Got a broken jaw
'Cause they won't shoot the one on one (Bro-ken-ken-jaw-jaw-jaw, shoo-oo-oot the one, one)
And Imma ball hard, I ball hard
I'm all net, I'm al boards
I'm no boy
I'm all gold, no glitter on me
I'm all soul, black boy with the lil' Kobe
I do better on my own
I do better on my own
I do better on my own
I do better on my own
It's hard to sleep when I don't dream
My eyes are red, staring at the street light
Pop-pop-papa say, "Stay on my tools"
Back to my P's and my Q's
I say, "F**k all your Q and A's"
Stood on my own tools, they ain't on my level
My E and my Q
I put the G in the Q
B***h, I'm a G and I'm cute
Parlay with Jean in the coupe
She can't name the name of my jeans and it's cool
I could just tell at the end of my school, my league, my level
They ain't Ivy league so they more Irish Spring
Clean, Imma come clean 'til I leather my leather
Paint on my nail but don't rattle my feather (Board/ball)
Don't throw and get killed, by that lil' boy in the kilt
Yeah I just put a vest and upgraded my wheel, yeah
That's how I feel, for real, yeah
Boy don't get tilt, yeah
D-d-don't get your cat pealed
F**k with me, how did it feel?
Yeah, now how does it feel? For real
(Che-che-check)
I do better on my own
I do better on my own
I do better on my own
I do better on my own
Weekend zombie, black girl Long Beach
Man of the year, girls in my air, diamonds and pearls in my hair, yeah
Sitting sideways four Vogues to the concrete
R-Ric Flair drip, right here, talk about Gucci, nine hundred pairs, they unaware
Homie ain't my homie, don't act like you know me
Easy way to get your shit chopped (Get your shit chopped)