[00:00.000] 作词 : Hubert Socha
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Hubert Socha
[00:06.888]（DJ hubithekid）
[00:07.989]All eyes on me when I walk into the club
[00:10.330]I got some X on me, now we getting f**king crunk
[00:12.358]Got my nails done, she like, "Boy, you serving c**t"
[00:14.600]I got blood in my cup, I got glitter in my blunt
[00:16.686]Yeah, yeah, fresh as f**k, właśnie wyszedłem z salonu
[00:18.844]T-t-ta dziwka ledwo mnie zna, a zaprasza mnie do domu
[00:20.952]Jeden line, drugi line, trzeci line z jej telefonu
[00:23.058]Dziwko, jestem offline, nie, nie odpiszę nikomu
[00:25.807]Yeah, podrzucamy butelki
[00:27.554]Wchodzę do bnb i lecą moje piosenki
[00:29.498]Smutni chłopcy są źli, bo jestem dla nich zbyt girly
[00:31.810]When I walk up to the stage, all the scene hoes go crazy
[00:33.937]All the coke in my body, baby, it got me shaking
[00:36.131]In my DM's with your shawty and she sayin', "Rawr, XD"
[00:38.300]And my nose so runny like I'm f**kin' allergic
[00:40.211]Told that hoe I'm genderfluid, though she sayin' she thirsty
[00:42.874]Bad b*tch wanna back it up on me
[00:44.627]Pull up with my friends, I'ma never be lonely
[00:46.831]No, I'm not Sam Smith, but I'm unholy
[00:48.999]Get in to the green, yeah, I love guacamole
[00:51.420]Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, get it in, b*tch
[00:53.584]Take it in, but you never even finished
[00:55.736]Tea f**k, but you ain't even British
[00:57.640]Smoking green, dripping red, it ain't even Christmas
[01:00.026]Crack pressure, voice-smasher
[01:01.922]F**k me from the back then hit me up after
[01:04.100]A-a-always felt good, can you see me?
[01:06.097]Ne-next up on Crips, MTV
[01:08.716]You think you're funny, but getting real serious
[01:12.817]Think my b*tch, b*tch mirrored, so delirious
[01:17.500]"Pretty b*tch supreme!" is what they all scream
[01:19.284]When I pop out on the scene like a scene queen
[01:21.371]I check my checks, the teller's like, "Who's next?"
[01:23.160]And when I make a deposit, they wanna know why my money's long
[01:25.463]'Cause I'm in my room, singing
[01:26.412]My conditioned curls swinging
[01:27.381]And ass a bit more bubbly, so time to show my panties off
[01:29.616]I only pull shenanigans cause I can
[01:31.576]Get money off Instagram and promote my swag
[01:33.984]l always turn my haters into my fans
[01:35.830]Then celebrate to my jam, "Does My Ass Look Fat?"
[01:38.207]To be on streaming soon, forgot to buy the beat though
[01:40.277]Ladies, arch your back, put your hands on your knees, hoe
[01:42.451]Welcome to Fab Metropolis, this sound is international
[01:44.745]Know we get stupid, b*tch, hoe, we get irrational-irrational
[01:47.102]Hear Cupcakke blast by when I pass you on the street
[01:49.169]Open up the open, press record, and say, "Bon appétit"
[01:51.254]Because l eat, b***h, and if it's not lit, I won't go
[01:53.414]But if I pop out to your show, I'll get your head to bang
[01:55.406]Make it a remix with Baby Alex on the track
[01:57.686]Don't run it back until they learn it, and they end up saying
[01:59.488]"She's so funny and bouncy just like a bunny
[02:01.379]Every time she spits a bar, it's really hot like it's sunny"
[02:03.635]And when you bump me in a car, it'll hit nice
[02:05.726]Alex at Fab Fest, never broke like a phone in rice
[02:08.065]All eyes on me when I walk into the club
[02:10.157]Club, clu-club, clu-club, club, club
[02:12.765]Get some X on me, now we getting f**king crunk
[02:14.410]Crunk, cru-crunk, cru-crunk, crunk, crunk
[02:16.772]All eyes on me when I walk into the club
[02:18.620]All eyes on me when I walk into the club
[02:20.619]All eyes on me when I walk into the club
[02:22.865]All eyes on me when I walk into the club
[02:24.613](Oh, my God)
[02:25.936]Sniff a little b***h in the back of the function
[02:27.879]Sifting through swag, it really mean nothing
[02:30.359]I was hanging out, I feel so ratchet
[02:32.642]F**king on the TV, b***h, you're going crazy
[02:34.675]Pretty little scene b***h, know you want me
[02:36.624]So pray your ass isn't out
[02:39.113]Do you want it? You'll find it on my heart, like, oh, my God
[02:42.740]They say you're a f**king wh*re
[02:44.952]Baby, come here, gimme some more
[02:46.674]Can't leave now, you'll knock your door
[02:48.514]'Til I want her to f**k on the floor
[02:51.211]This is my fault, she wants more
[02:53.247]She left you, she's a little bored
[02:55.049]Don't hate me unless you wanna get ignored
[02:57.284]In this long time, but she can't afford

作词 : Hubert Socha
作曲 : Hubert Socha
（DJ hubithekid）
All eyes on me when I walk into the club
I got some X on me, now we getting f**king crunk
Got my nails done, she like, "Boy, you serving c**t"
I got blood in my cup, I got glitter in my blunt
Yeah, yeah, fresh as f**k, właśnie wyszedłem z salonu
T-t-ta dziwka ledwo mnie zna, a zaprasza mnie do domu
Jeden line, drugi line, trzeci line z jej telefonu
Dziwko, jestem offline, nie, nie odpiszę nikomu
Yeah, podrzucamy butelki
Wchodzę do bnb i lecą moje piosenki
Smutni chłopcy są źli, bo jestem dla nich zbyt girly
When I walk up to the stage, all the scene hoes go crazy
All the coke in my body, baby, it got me shaking
In my DM's with your shawty and she sayin', "Rawr, XD"
And my nose so runny like I'm f**kin' allergic
Told that hoe I'm genderfluid, though she sayin' she thirsty
Bad b*tch wanna back it up on me
Pull up with my friends, I'ma never be lonely
No, I'm not Sam Smith, but I'm unholy
Get in to the green, yeah, I love guacamole
Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, get it in, b*tch
Take it in, but you never even finished
Tea f**k, but you ain't even British
Smoking green, dripping red, it ain't even Christmas
Crack pressure, voice-smasher
F**k me from the back then hit me up after
A-a-always felt good, can you see me?
Ne-next up on Crips, MTV
You think you're funny, but getting real serious
Think my b*tch, b*tch mirrored, so delirious
"Pretty b*tch supreme!" is what they all scream
When I pop out on the scene like a scene queen
I check my checks, the teller's like, "Who's next?"
And when I make a deposit, they wanna know why my money's long
'Cause I'm in my room, singing
My conditioned curls swinging
And ass a bit more bubbly, so time to show my panties off
I only pull shenanigans cause I can
Get money off Instagram and promote my swag
l always turn my haters into my fans
Then celebrate to my jam, "Does My Ass Look Fat?"
To be on streaming soon, forgot to buy the beat though
Ladies, arch your back, put your hands on your knees, hoe
Welcome to Fab Metropolis, this sound is international
Know we get stupid, b*tch, hoe, we get irrational-irrational
Hear Cupcakke blast by when I pass you on the street
Open up the open, press record, and say, "Bon appétit"
Because l eat, b***h, and if it's not lit, I won't go
But if I pop out to your show, I'll get your head to bang
Make it a remix with Baby Alex on the track
Don't run it back until they learn it, and they end up saying
"She's so funny and bouncy just like a bunny
Every time she spits a bar, it's really hot like it's sunny"
And when you bump me in a car, it'll hit nice
Alex at Fab Fest, never broke like a phone in rice
All eyes on me when I walk into the club
Club, clu-club, clu-club, club, club
Get some X on me, now we getting f**king crunk
Crunk, cru-crunk, cru-crunk, crunk, crunk
All eyes on me when I walk into the club
All eyes on me when I walk into the club
All eyes on me when I walk into the club
All eyes on me when I walk into the club
(Oh, my God)
Sniff a little b***h in the back of the function
Sifting through swag, it really mean nothing
I was hanging out, I feel so ratchet
F**king on the TV, b***h, you're going crazy
Pretty little scene b***h, know you want me
So pray your ass isn't out
Do you want it? You'll find it on my heart, like, oh, my God
They say you're a f**king wh*re
Baby, come here, gimme some more
Can't leave now, you'll knock your door
'Til I want her to f**k on the floor
This is my fault, she wants more
She left you, she's a little bored
Don't hate me unless you wanna get ignored
In this long time, but she can't afford