[00:00.000] 作词 : Tauren Strickland/Jacques Webster
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tauren Strickland/Jacques Webster
[00:06.048] Gold jeans, gold by the squeeze, so get on road
[00:09.374] Get inside, ****, they unlockin’ the door, ****, they unlockin’ the door
[00:12.707]
[00:12.858] Hit your town (Town), they unlocking the door
[00:14.818] She run straight to the pole
[00:16.108] We go ham, we go ****in’ 'til five (Skrrt), way til’ one of us throws
[00:19.436] Risk your life, do you puff or pop? (Pop it)
[00:21.432] Keep up, can you last?
[00:22.732] 'Bout to slide, 'bout to hit it, we don't ask, time to crash it
[00:27.334] Til’ we crash it (Hot), I be dashin' to shawty who do last year (Skrrt, skrrt)
[00:31.727] She came the fastest like the ride, she came the fastest
[00:35.005] I gave her passes to the back, you know our access (It’s lit)
[00:38.322] Ain’t no, woah (Woah)
[00:40.411] Watch plastic, Richard Millie that’s three milli-, ain’t no taxes
[00:44.880] Double willie puttin’ luggage in hatchet
[00:48.349] I start tweakin’ off the (Woo, woo), I start tweakin’ off the batch
[00:52.008] She get ratchet
[00:53.951] If I let her mix my cup, never let her leave my side
[00:57.117] Got a tattoo on my gut, got a pistol on my thigh (Ah)
[01:00.252] Never ever took too much, never ever get too high (Too high)
[01:03.862] She always say, “We ****ed”, you know that bitch is bi (Yeah)
[01:08.331]
[01:08.501] You let me crash it (Let's go), woke up in the attic
[01:11.512] I must’ve went bat shit, lost a pair of Cactus, we goin' drastic
[01:16.482] Group text sent that message (Ay Trav’), like, "Damn, what happened?
[01:19.794]
[01:19.937] Last night got so crazy, it's still hazy, feel like days ago (Mmm)
[01:23.150] Roll up some mega blunt, that mega butt, that antidote (Mmm)
[01:26.660] I need two cups stuffed, Thugger flow
[01:30.042] Young Stoner still pushin’ it way in Tokyo (****, ahh)
[01:33.362] She tryna cater to my needs, bought her friend a plane
[01:36.629] I pay ‘em both the lead, keep that bear between the sheets (Yeah)
[01:40.058] Ain’t no feelings, I’m a dealer, that’s our dope deed (Ahh)
[01:43.432] It look like money talk, like money, then it know me (Yeah)
[01:46.733] I’m a shark I hold my weight, copped a quarter in a day (Shh, shh, shh)
[01:50.290] Louis loafer look like cars, I spent a Maybach on a chain (Ha, skrrt)
[01:53.528] Twenty thousand pounds of mega blunt, keep me paid (Ooh)
[01:56.904] She use Cacti to chase the 818 (Wah)
[02:00.121] She wearin’ SKIM, it fit perfect on her shape (Crash, crash)
[02:03.280] We in Skiyami, she wanna go to Papi State (Crash, crash, wow)
[02:06.492] We went to Booby Trap, she swear it was a date (Crash, crash, yeah)
[02:09.901] We stopped at Toosi’s, this bitch thought it was a date (Crash, crash)

作词 : Tauren Strickland/Jacques Webster
作曲 : Tauren Strickland/Jacques Webster
Gold jeans, gold by the squeeze, so get on road
Get inside, ****, they unlockin’ the door, ****, they unlockin’ the door
Hit your town (Town), they unlocking the door
She run straight to the pole
We go ham, we go ****in’ 'til five (Skrrt), way til’ one of us throws
Risk your life, do you puff or pop? (Pop it)
Keep up, can you last?
'Bout to slide, 'bout to hit it, we don't ask, time to crash it
Til’ we crash it (Hot), I be dashin' to shawty who do last year (Skrrt, skrrt)
She came the fastest like the ride, she came the fastest
I gave her passes to the back, you know our access (It’s lit)
Ain’t no, woah (Woah)
Watch plastic, Richard Millie that’s three milli-, ain’t no taxes
Double willie puttin’ luggage in hatchet
I start tweakin’ off the (Woo, woo), I start tweakin’ off the batch
She get ratchet
If I let her mix my cup, never let her leave my side
Got a tattoo on my gut, got a pistol on my thigh (Ah)
Never ever took too much, never ever get too high (Too high)
She always say, “We ****ed”, you know that bitch is bi (Yeah)
You let me crash it (Let's go), woke up in the attic
I must’ve went bat shit, lost a pair of Cactus, we goin' drastic
Group text sent that message (Ay Trav’), like, "Damn, what happened?
Last night got so crazy, it's still hazy, feel like days ago (Mmm)
Roll up some mega blunt, that mega butt, that antidote (Mmm)
I need two cups stuffed, Thugger flow
Young Stoner still pushin’ it way in Tokyo (****, ahh)
She tryna cater to my needs, bought her friend a plane
I pay ‘em both the lead, keep that bear between the sheets (Yeah)
Ain’t no feelings, I’m a dealer, that’s our dope deed (Ahh)
It look like money talk, like money, then it know me (Yeah)
I’m a shark I hold my weight, copped a quarter in a day (Shh, shh, shh)
Louis loafer look like cars, I spent a Maybach on a chain (Ha, skrrt)
Twenty thousand pounds of mega blunt, keep me paid (Ooh)
She use Cacti to chase the 818 (Wah)
She wearin’ SKIM, it fit perfect on her shape (Crash, crash)
We in Skiyami, she wanna go to Papi State (Crash, crash, wow)
We went to Booby Trap, she swear it was a date (Crash, crash, yeah)
We stopped at Toosi’s, this bitch thought it was a date (Crash, crash)