[00:00.00] 作词 : Kwengface/Ashley Nwachukwu
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Kwengface/Ashley Nwachukwu
[00:00.00] At the top on my own
[00:15.81]Right where am Spose to be
[00:17.73]Labels trana offer me doe that’s how it’s spose to be
[00:20.91]I was like you right under her post
[00:22.68]But Now she postin me
[00:24.36]If I ain’t yet considered the goat then close to be
[00:27.18]I must be
[00:27.99]Stand up guy you can trust me
[00:29.91]Mandem lying like jussie
[00:31.29]Catch me in lie you can cuff me
[00:32.97]**** it
[00:33.42]Luscious lion I’m ****ry
[00:34.98]These yutes all like to discuss me
[00:36.63]No suit n tie you can buck me
[00:38.16]If your gonna use my lines do it properly
[00:41.52]I was on the roof like Bruce in Gotham
[00:43.26]Watching
[00:43.68]Seeing how the music bussin
[00:44.94]Selling units
[00:45.63]now they move in dozens
[00:46.68]Bare of these yutes trana prove we cousins
[00:49.05]Hold on famalay
[00:49.86]You ain’ t show face at the do’s and functions
[00:51.84]New Twitter space n a new discussion
[00:53.52]Comin like azz when I slew n cuss em
[00:55.62]It’ s kool it’s nothing
[00:57.18]He’s bluffin I read that clear
[00:58.65]Call that bluff n leave em in tears
[01:00.33]I’ll leave mans company in arrears
[01:02.34]Ain’t dropped no music in years
[01:03.72]I’ll take mans spot like musical chairs
[01:05.55]They ain’t even stop the tune that ain’t fair
[01:07.80]But who really cares?
[01:09.39]Baby its mr fring
[01:11.16]18k on my wrist n ring
[01:12.39]Man will get laid when I lift my chin
[01:14.52]Babe I don’t miss a thing
[01:16.26]Top of da morning to ya
[01:17.55]That’s what I say when I’m listening in
[01:19.20]So many take in my songs like grub that man try savour my shit in cling
[01:22.71]I been
[01:50.70]G lock on my waist where it’s supposed to be
[01:53.37]These niggas competing, couldn’t complete it
[01:55.26]Couldn’t get close to me
[01:56.76]Every time I done me a drill, left my phone and I took off my rosary
[02:00.75]****ed this bitch so hard, babygirl propose to me
[02:03.81]Look.. if I bring this star to your hood, I can see the opp boys doing up strides
[02:07.74]I can never be like them man there, them man just telling them lies
[02:10.98]I got a distinctive voice so I can’t say a word when I go on them glides
[02:14.28]I heard certain man are washed in jail just smoking spice
[02:17.82]Step round there like di di dip
[02:19.26]Do it like Look mans flow mans dribbling
[02:20.97]Brown skin ting on my dick she’s dribbling
[02:22.71]Anything brr brr drilling it
[02:24.63]This music ting mans killing it
[02:26.13]And your girls insides Yeah mans filling it
[02:28.02]Them opp boy zoots mans billing it
[02:29.64]Swing it to her
[02:30.54]Got her hitting it

作词 : Kwengface/Ashley Nwachukwu
作曲 : Kwengface/Ashley Nwachukwu
At the top on my own
Right where am Spose to be
Labels trana offer me doe that’s how it’s spose to be
I was like you right under her post
But Now she postin me
If I ain’t yet considered the goat then close to be
I must be
Stand up guy you can trust me
Mandem lying like jussie
Catch me in lie you can cuff me
**** it
Luscious lion I’m ****ry
These yutes all like to discuss me
No suit n tie you can buck me
If your gonna use my lines do it properly
I was on the roof like Bruce in Gotham
Watching
Seeing how the music bussin
Selling units
now they move in dozens
Bare of these yutes trana prove we cousins
Hold on famalay
You ain’ t show face at the do’s and functions
New Twitter space n a new discussion
Comin like azz when I slew n cuss em
It’ s kool it’s nothing
He’s bluffin I read that clear
Call that bluff n leave em in tears
I’ll leave mans company in arrears
Ain’t dropped no music in years
I’ll take mans spot like musical chairs
They ain’t even stop the tune that ain’t fair
But who really cares?
Baby its mr fring
18k on my wrist n ring
Man will get laid when I lift my chin
Babe I don’t miss a thing
Top of da morning to ya
That’s what I say when I’m listening in
So many take in my songs like grub that man try savour my shit in cling
I been
G lock on my waist where it’s supposed to be
These niggas competing, couldn’t complete it
Couldn’t get close to me
Every time I done me a drill, left my phone and I took off my rosary
****ed this bitch so hard, babygirl propose to me
Look.. if I bring this star to your hood, I can see the opp boys doing up strides
I can never be like them man there, them man just telling them lies
I got a distinctive voice so I can’t say a word when I go on them glides
I heard certain man are washed in jail just smoking spice
Step round there like di di dip
Do it like Look mans flow mans dribbling
Brown skin ting on my dick she’s dribbling
Anything brr brr drilling it
This music ting mans killing it
And your girls insides Yeah mans filling it
Them opp boy zoots mans billing it
Swing it to her
Got her hitting it