[00:00.00] 作词 : Calvin Scruby
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ian Johnson/Calvin Scruby/Dan Goodman
[00:14.57]Yeah!
[00:21.38]I hear a gladiator
[00:22.29]They say let's make some movie shit
[00:29.24]I'm like **** that b***h on the other side, they know my grass is way greener
[00:33.16]Find the baddest b***h and I take her home and that ass on her like Trina
[00:36.52]I'm just wondering if she got a man cause there ain't no ring on that finger
[00:40.36]My pull up game like Stephen Curry, my pull out game like Jenga
[00:44.10]Ahh, shut the **** up, I ain't trying to have no conversation
[00:47.31]See, they show so much love when the boy came home, broke mother****ers had to hate it
[00:51.06]I ain't have to make it, could've worked a 9 to 5 like you when I graduated
[00:54.89]But I'm glad I waited, 'cause I'mma hit your girl from the back, send a mother****er back to basics
[00:58.61]Yeah, why ain't you listen? I told you be quiet
[01:02.27]Yeah, put out your album and nobody buying
[01:05.89]Yeah, I get it, you on your hustle, I know you be trying
[01:09.60]Yeah, you just keep mentioning all of these rappers I know so I know you be lying
[01:13.96]Nah, this is a monologue, why am I speaking to you?
[01:17.65]It's like confessions with me in the booth
[01:19.45]Father, forgive me for speaking the truth
[01:21.26]I got the piece on my necklace turn water to wine
[01:23.59]But I mix that vodka with juice
[01:24.91]Switch it to whiskey and mix up the mood
[01:26.74]I'm drunk in Manhattan
[01:28.70]My shit blowing up
[01:30.75]So many calls, my shit blowing up
[01:34.29]No time to talk, my shit blowing up
[01:37.94]My ring at home, I'm still blowing up
[01:41.04]Yeah, I'm blowing up
[01:42.85]My shit blowing up
[01:45.58]Like Independence Day
[01:46.58]I'm blowing up
[01:49.27]**** more like Michael Bay
[01:50.57]I'm blowing up
[01:52.82]Slow motion walk away
[01:54.02]I'm blowing up
[01:55.79]Yeah, I'm blowing up
[01:57.94]Got that swisher sweet, pack sour
[02:00.06]Sam Jackson, my pack loud
[02:01.81]Riding 'round in that matte black
[02:03.58]On 24's like Jack Bauer
[02:05.55]Rubberband on my left wrist
[02:07.22]Pulling up on my ex-b***h
[02:09.10]I broke up with that old girl
[02:10.70]But I'm still using her Netflix
[02:12.76]**** all my exes, I can still **** all my exes
[02:15.20]They trying to get drunk in my section
[02:16.57]I know you mad cause you standing in line
[02:18.31]And I just go in, I don't know where the exit
[02:20.32]She give me neck for the necklace, she reckless
[02:22.22]Give her that shit like Fifty Shades
[02:24.00]I want all these whips and chains
[02:25.72]Damn, I feel like Christian Grey
[02:28.22]How many times did I tell you be quiet?
[02:31.08]Yeah, calling my phone and I'm hitting decline
[02:34.49]Yeah, I got the minutes and data, but I don't got time
[02:38.94]Yeah, I'm trying to talk to the money, my inbox is full and you blocking my line
[02:42.54]Nah, I'm changing my number, I gotta get back to the business
[02:46.06]I'mma be running shit, you on that other shit
[02:47.97]Hop on the track and get back to the fitness
[02:49.96]You keep talking 'bout shit you don't got
[02:51.63]Like the money and cars and the clothes and the b*****s
[02:53.49]I'm like when Jordan came back with the Bulls
[02:55.28]You like when Jordan came back with the Wizards
[02:57.28]My shit blowing up
[02:59.29]So many calls, my shit blowing up
[03:02.82]No time to talk, my shit blowing up
[03:06.68]My ring at home, I'm still blowing up
[03:09.66]Yeah, I'm blowing up
[03:11.49]My shit blowing up
[03:13.35]Like Independence Day
[03:15.23]I'm blowing up
[03:17.81]**** more like Michael Bay
[03:19.13]I'm blowing up
[03:21.47]Slow motion walk away
[03:22.86]I'm blowing up
[03:24.40]Yeah, I'm blowing up
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作词 : Calvin Scruby
作曲 : Ian Johnson/Calvin Scruby/Dan Goodman
Yeah!
I hear a gladiator
They say let's make some movie shit
I'm like **** that b***h on the other side, they know my grass is way greener
Find the baddest b***h and I take her home and that ass on her like Trina
I'm just wondering if she got a man cause there ain't no ring on that finger
My pull up game like Stephen Curry, my pull out game like Jenga
Ahh, shut the **** up, I ain't trying to have no conversation
See, they show so much love when the boy came home, broke mother****ers had to hate it
I ain't have to make it, could've worked a 9 to 5 like you when I graduated
But I'm glad I waited, 'cause I'mma hit your girl from the back, send a mother****er back to basics
Yeah, why ain't you listen? I told you be quiet
Yeah, put out your album and nobody buying
Yeah, I get it, you on your hustle, I know you be trying
Yeah, you just keep mentioning all of these rappers I know so I know you be lying
Nah, this is a monologue, why am I speaking to you?
It's like confessions with me in the booth
Father, forgive me for speaking the truth
I got the piece on my necklace turn water to wine
But I mix that vodka with juice
Switch it to whiskey and mix up the mood
I'm drunk in Manhattan
My shit blowing up
So many calls, my shit blowing up
No time to talk, my shit blowing up
My ring at home, I'm still blowing up
Yeah, I'm blowing up
My shit blowing up
Like Independence Day
I'm blowing up
**** more like Michael Bay
I'm blowing up
Slow motion walk away
I'm blowing up
Yeah, I'm blowing up
Got that swisher sweet, pack sour
Sam Jackson, my pack loud
Riding 'round in that matte black
On 24's like Jack Bauer
Rubberband on my left wrist
Pulling up on my ex-b***h
I broke up with that old girl
But I'm still using her Netflix
**** all my exes, I can still **** all my exes
They trying to get drunk in my section
I know you mad cause you standing in line
And I just go in, I don't know where the exit
She give me neck for the necklace, she reckless
Give her that shit like Fifty Shades
I want all these whips and chains
Damn, I feel like Christian Grey
How many times did I tell you be quiet?
Yeah, calling my phone and I'm hitting decline
Yeah, I got the minutes and data, but I don't got time
Yeah, I'm trying to talk to the money, my inbox is full and you blocking my line
Nah, I'm changing my number, I gotta get back to the business
I'mma be running shit, you on that other shit
Hop on the track and get back to the fitness
You keep talking 'bout shit you don't got
Like the money and cars and the clothes and the b*****s
I'm like when Jordan came back with the Bulls
You like when Jordan came back with the Wizards
My shit blowing up
So many calls, my shit blowing up
No time to talk, my shit blowing up
My ring at home, I'm still blowing up
Yeah, I'm blowing up
My shit blowing up
Like Independence Day
I'm blowing up
**** more like Michael Bay
I'm blowing up
Slow motion walk away
I'm blowing up
Yeah, I'm blowing up