[00:00.000] 作词 : rich disease
[00:01.000] 作曲 : rich disease
[00:12.782]Worry about yourself, baby,I'll be good
[00:15.722]I just wanna die in peace tonight
[00:18.854]You can see it in my face, so I wear my hood
[00:21.973]Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight
[00:25.022]Everybody cold where I come from
[00:27.686]Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up
[00:31.678]Next summer
[00:32.840]I'll be on a island, with your bitch and a bottle
[00:37.967]And a pocket full of numbers
[00:39.832]Don't stutter, slang from the gutter
[00:41.020]Got bang for ya butter
[00:42.223]Got my name from my mother
[00:44.033]No other
[00:45.514]shinin' thru' the shutter
[00:46.959]Say she over me
[00:48.473]Whatever, 'cause she underneath my covers
[00:50.583]Bet you wish you had my flowI know I'm dope
[00:54.866]I could ask your hoe
[00:57.236]Bet you wish you got me mad
[00:59.625]You don't, you won't, not never
[01:01.447]Stop blowin' up my phone
[01:02.607]
[01:14.830]Yo, run that shit back for me
[01:16.138]Worry about yourself, baby,I'll be good
[01:18.947]I just wanna die in peace tonight
[01:22.044]You can see it in my face, so I wear my hood
[01:25.140]Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight
[01:28.230]Everybody cold where I come from
[01:31.024]Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up
[01:34.689]Next summer,I'll be on a island, with your bitch and a bottle
[01:39.190]And a pocket full of numbers

作词 : rich disease
作曲 : rich disease
Worry about yourself, baby,I'll be good
I just wanna die in peace tonight
You can see it in my face, so I wear my hood
Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight
Everybody cold where I come from
Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up
Next summer
I'll be on a island, with your bitch and a bottle
And a pocket full of numbers
Don't stutter, slang from the gutter
Got bang for ya butter
Got my name from my mother
No other
shinin' thru' the shutter
Say she over me
Whatever, 'cause she underneath my covers
Bet you wish you had my flowI know I'm dope
I could ask your hoe
Bet you wish you got me mad
You don't, you won't, not never
Stop blowin' up my phone
Yo, run that shit back for me
Worry about yourself, baby,I'll be good
I just wanna die in peace tonight
You can see it in my face, so I wear my hood
Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight
Everybody cold where I come from
Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up
Next summer,I'll be on a island, with your bitch and a bottle
And a pocket full of numbers