[00:00.000] 作词 : Louis Bell/Austin Post/Tyrone Griffin Jr
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Louis Bell/Austin Post/Tyrone Griffin Jr
[00:11.900]Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
[00:15.950]Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
[00:19.450]My roof look like a no-show,
[00:21.030]Got diamonds by the boatload
[00:22.840]Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
[00:26.330]My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
[00:29.600]Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
[00:33.110]My roof look like a no-show,
[00:34.780]Got diamonds by the boatload
[00:36.570]Don’t act like you my friend
[00:37.860]When I'm rollin' through my ends, though
[00:39.990]You stuck in the friend zone
[00:41.690]I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy
[00:44.440]Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
[00:47.610]Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
[00:51.070]Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
[00:54.480]I made my first million,
[00:55.930]I'm like, '****, this is it,' ayy
[00:58.220]30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that b***h lit, ayy
[01:01.360]Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
[01:04.250]Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
[01:07.770]And I'm like "Whoa
[01:10.390]Man, my neck so goddamn cold”
[01:13.760]Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
[01:17.400]I got homies, let it blow, oh
[01:23.510]My money thick, won't ever fold
[01:27.060]She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
[01:30.380]And I can't ever tell you no
[01:34.320]Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
[01:38.180]Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
[01:41.680]My roof look like a no-show,
[01:43.330]Got diamonds by the boatload
[01:45.050]Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
[01:48.610]My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
[01:51.900]Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
[01:55.370]My roof look like a no-show,
[01:57.040]Got diamonds by the boatload
[01:58.810]Don’t act like you my friend
[02:00.140]When I'm rollin' through my endzone
[02:02.300]The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
[02:05.670]I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
[02:09.150]It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
[02:12.550]You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' b***h
[02:15.760]Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
[02:19.550]Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
[02:22.880]Just one swish, I can make the eyes drop (ayy)
[02:27.420]Ayy, take you to the smoke shop
[02:29.850]We gon' get high, we gon' hit Rodeo
[02:33.090]Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
[02:36.620]Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
[02:39.670]This ain't happen overnight,
[02:41.320]No, these diamonds real bright
[02:43.090]Saint Laurent jean, still in my vans though
[02:46.920]All VVSs, put you in a necklace
[02:50.390]Girl, you look beautiful tonight
[02:53.590]Stars on the roof
[02:55.240]They matching with the jewelry
[02:57.040]Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
[03:00.450]Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
[03:03.960]My roof look like a no-show,
[03:05.600]Got diamonds by the boatload
[03:07.380]Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
[03:10.900]My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
[03:14.200]Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
[03:17.700]My roof look like a no-show,
[03:19.340]Got diamonds by the boatload
[03:21.080]Don’t act like you my friend
[03:22.570]When I'm rollin' through my end though

作词 : Louis Bell/Austin Post/Tyrone Griffin Jr
作曲 : Louis Bell/Austin Post/Tyrone Griffin Jr
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show,
Got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show,
Got diamonds by the boatload
Don’t act like you my friend
When I'm rollin' through my ends, though
You stuck in the friend zone
I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
I made my first million,
I'm like, '****, this is it,' ayy
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that b***h lit, ayy
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
And I'm like "Whoa
Man, my neck so goddamn cold”
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it blow, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show,
Got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show,
Got diamonds by the boatload
Don’t act like you my friend
When I'm rollin' through my endzone
The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' b***h
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Just one swish, I can make the eyes drop (ayy)
Ayy, take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get high, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
This ain't happen overnight,
No, these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent jean, still in my vans though
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof
They matching with the jewelry
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show,
Got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show,
Got diamonds by the boatload
Don’t act like you my friend
When I'm rollin' through my end though