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    Lil Boat 3 專輯封面

    歌名Black Jesus 歌手名 Lil Yachty

    作詞 Miles Parks McCollum/Tahj Morgan/Nick Luscombe/Freek Van Workum/Joey Isaac Alexander Morrison
    作曲 Miles Parks McCollum/Tahj Morgan/Nick Luscombe/Freek Van Workum/Joey Isaac Alexander Morrison

    歌詞

    (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) Pull out them racks on a nigga, he's so funny He talk the most shit, but got no money Tough on the 'net, but in person, a new Gandhi Stand on my racks and I'm Mo Bambi I mean Mo Bamba, anklets a new Honda I need threes with TiTi and with La'Shonda I get right, it's on sight for you newcomers I got two solid fists for you mouth-runners With the gang out in public, we ho hunters Kick that bitch out the spot like a team punter Think it's time I run up me a Bugatti Got this bitch ridin' dick like a Ducati Bought an AP plain jane out in Dubai Actin' out for attention, the new guy Got another lawsuit, need a new tie Know some niggas switched up, turned Ifá Know some niggas out West bangin' treetop Made that bitch give me head 'til her knees pop Switchin' sides on the gang, tryna ease out Catch you slippin', we knockin' your teeth out Tryna come down my block, need to reroute Tryna see all that shit that you talk 'bout Know it's cap in your rap, you ain't gotta lie In LA with Zack Bia at Nice Guy In LA with Zack Bia at Papis I'm in Houston ho huntin' with Tati I just had me a smooth little ten piece Run it up Stick on my back like I'm huntin' up Yeah, if I let my dogs loose, they gon' run amuck Quick to pull up with them 30s tucked Run up, flatbread, lay low, stackin' tall Hit his head once, body dropped, rest his soul I got big guap, big killers, big pieces She wan' fuck the gang, told that bitch to write a thesis Pull up all white, lookin' like I'm black Jesus And my new crib fancy like the Saint Regis Niggas sweet as shit, turn 'em to a Reese's Pieces Diamonds shinin' so damn bright, give a nigga seizures Nothin' make me more happy than backends I'm straight to no signal, them racks in These new niggas' music is trashcan He can't feed his fans, so they fastin' He told 'em, "Let's all go Muslim" That bitch nigga ain't out hustlin' I said take a sip, why you guzzlin'? Give me my damn cup back, nigga I'm too rich to be out here tusslin' Buddy just paid a rack for some 'Tussin Hope he sick, 'cause that's all that it's good for I wish that my big brother did more I pray that my lil' sister live long Paint the 'Rari all yellow like Armstrong Got a stock with a stick, it's an arm long Wow Heard they said I went broke, boy, was they wrong I just cashed in a check, it's a phone number Bitch, your ass on the porch like the door number We gon' track your ass down like LoJack Why they playin' with me? I need more racks To the money, I'm runnin' up four flat This shit right here gon' need four plaques Run up, flatbread, lay low, stackin' tall Hit his head once, body dropped, rest his soul I got big guap, big killers, big pieces She wan' fuck the gang, told that bitch to write a thesis Pull up all white, lookin' like I'm black Jesus And my new crib fancy like the Saint Regis Niggas sweet as shit, turn 'em to a Reese's Pieces Diamonds shinin' so damn bright, give a nigga seizures

    專輯

    專輯名 Lil Boat 3
    歌手名 Lil Yachty
    發行日 2020-05-29

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