[00:00.00] 作词 : Cameron Thomaz
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Cameron Thomaz
[00:46.80]Standin' on the couches blowin' on some ounces
[00:49.11] shit from out the country can't even pronounce it
[00:52.79]Another 100k I got that all from tourin'
[00:55.29]Throw it in the air just to let em know I'm ballin'
[00:58.10]Get the hotel treat it like its residential
[01:00.47]Classic wit no diamonds in my presidential
[01:04.02]Take a look at me and you can tell I'm paid
[01:06.83]Makin all these faces no stevie j
[01:09.33]Smokin weed my hoodie and my leather on
[01:11.82]I got a mill just need some shit to bet it on
[01:15.19]I got some tree to smoke so they gone let us burn
[01:17.44]The waitress bringin bottles I'm just yellin church
[01:21.00]Standin' on the couches blowin' on some grass
[01:23.62]These bitches talkin' shit but hate will never last
[01:26.49]Look at my section vip we showin class
[01:27.99]Kush in every joint pierre jouet in every glass
[01:32.04]You know I'm about that shit
[01:34.10]Bitches hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
[01:37.16]If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
[01:39.90]And I never ever leave the crib without that shit
[01:42.84]You know I'm about that shit
[01:45.46]Bitches hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
[01:48.83]If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
[01:51.14]And I never ever leave the crib without that shit
[01:55.69]You know I'm about that
[01:56.82]Ain't never worried bout fallin off cuz I'ma bounce back
[01:59.56]Uh where yo ounce at
[02:02.74]You talkin bout yo nigga car but where house at
[02:05.99]Yea I'm gettin cheese thoe
[02:08.11]Walk up in the club they treat me like I'm nino
[02:11.11]Uh sippin moet
[02:13.54]Got a couple cars that I ain't even drove yet
[02:17.91]Yea wheres the champaign
[02:19.97]Told my jeweler put some diamonds in my damn ring
[02:23.40]Club lookin dry make it rain for em
[02:26.08]Face another drink call that a brainstorm
[02:28.89]Tatted from my feet up vip we meet up
[02:31.39]Gotta pour some liquor gotta roll some weed up
[02:34.19]Then feel are face we get are plates and eat up
[02:38.06]Keep bringin ace this ain't a race but if it was we'd be first place
[02:41.99]You know I'm about that shit
[02:43.12]Bitches hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
[02:45.99]If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
[02:48.36]And I never ever leave the crib without that shit
[02:51.85]You know I'm about that shit
[02:53.23]Bitches hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
[02:57.41]If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
[02:59.72]And I never ever leave the crib without that shit

作词 : Cameron Thomaz
作曲 : Cameron Thomaz
Standin' on the couches blowin' on some ounces
shit from out the country can't even pronounce it
Another 100k I got that all from tourin'
Throw it in the air just to let em know I'm ballin'
Get the hotel treat it like its residential
Classic wit no diamonds in my presidential
Take a look at me and you can tell I'm paid
Makin all these faces no stevie j
Smokin weed my hoodie and my leather on
I got a mill just need some shit to bet it on
I got some tree to smoke so they gone let us burn
The waitress bringin bottles I'm just yellin church
Standin' on the couches blowin' on some grass
These bitches talkin' shit but hate will never last
Look at my section vip we showin class
Kush in every joint pierre jouet in every glass
You know I'm about that shit
Bitches hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the crib without that shit
You know I'm about that shit
Bitches hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the crib without that shit
You know I'm about that
Ain't never worried bout fallin off cuz I'ma bounce back
Uh where yo ounce at
You talkin bout yo nigga car but where house at
Yea I'm gettin cheese thoe
Walk up in the club they treat me like I'm nino
Uh sippin moet
Got a couple cars that I ain't even drove yet
Yea wheres the champaign
Told my jeweler put some diamonds in my damn ring
Club lookin dry make it rain for em
Face another drink call that a brainstorm
Tatted from my feet up vip we meet up
Gotta pour some liquor gotta roll some weed up
Then feel are face we get are plates and eat up
Keep bringin ace this ain't a race but if it was we'd be first place
You know I'm about that shit
Bitches hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the crib without that shit
You know I'm about that shit
Bitches hatin every day thats why they doubt that shit
If we smokin need a ounce of that shit
And I never ever leave the crib without that shit