Print

Damn, daddy, this shit crank Exclusive I keep my energy calibrated Only show off so they know I made it All my diamonds elite, hydrated When I touch down, oh, they celebratin' I keep my energy calibrated Only show off so they know I made it All my diamonds elite, hydrated When I touch down, oh, they celebratin' I keep my energy calibrated Only show off so they know I made it All my diamonds elite, hydrated When I touch down, oh, they celebratin' I keep my energy calibrated Only show off so they know I made it All my diamonds elite, hydrated When I touch down, oh, they celebratin' Uh, touch down my grid on my shit, I got risk on my bones, huh This ain't a rental, I rap it like rentals, my mental make you watch your tone now Speaking of me, I got blood on my sneakers from runnin' the game too long, huh This ain't a thing that you fond of, pussy niggas wanna play like Juwana Me and shorty might just bond up, huh SongtexteThat's the sound of the riot [?], lift off (They be like, I be like, they be like, fuck it) I break shit then drift off (They be like, I be like) Look now I'm big dawg, back up, let the fifth off (They be like, fuck it) Co-come and get drift off (They be like, I be like) [?] make 'em drop, do the criss-cross (They be like, fuck it) Shoot from the hip, though (They be like, I be like, ah) I keep my energy calibrated Only show off so they know I made it All my diamonds elite, hydrated When I touch down, oh, they celebratin' I keep my energy calibrated Only show off so they know I made it All my diamonds elite, hydrated When I touch down, oh, they celebratin' I keep my energy calibrated Only show off so they know I made it All my diamonds elite, hydrated When I touch down, oh, they celebratin' I keep my energy calibrated Only show off so they know I made it All my diamonds elite, hydrated When I touch down, oh, they celebratin' Jackson Get in, losers (Losers) I'll be flyin' (Flyin') On the longest (Longest) Bottles poppin' (Poppin') In the air (Air), huh Outfits with the made in China on them tags Team Wang on the beat, now bring them bags When I touch down, they gon' celebrate Feel the tide, 八八八, triple eight 他们说过觉得, 我宝贝我宝贝, double G's your fit (G's your fit) Play at The Forum, I know I'm the one (One) Giving respect to her, but I feel none (None) 'Cause you need the booty bae, you rubber band (One) Journey to the West, I'm ready for the run (Bang) That's the sound of the riot [?], lift off (They be like, I be like, they be like, fuck it) I break shit, then drift off (They be like, I be like) [?] now, pick them back up, let the fifth off (They be like, fuck it) Co-come and get drift off (They be like, I be like) [?] make 'em drop, do the criss-cross (They be like, fuck it) Shoot from the hip, though (They be like, I be like, ah!) Aus Songtexte Mania