歌曲 | Extendoz |
歌手 | Layla Khepri |
专辑 | Layla Khepri |
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作曲 : Tristan on the Track | |
作词 : Layla Khepri | |
-First Verse - | |
I’m higher right now than an altitude/ that you wouldn’t even know at your most sober state/ I came around the bend with that latitude/ got a barrel when you touch it it e*******es/ gettin to it like a rabid case/ kill the beat and at a rapid pace/ doing numbers you can’t calculate/ you a fowl snake/ I’m money hungry, I just want the cheese and not whatever mouse that ate it/ got an oven baking couch potatoes/ causing my hiatus/ what I miss the most is saying hi to haters/ you can ice the cake and you can take a bite but you don’t get to take it/ I’ma eat my portion save the rest for later/ don’t hate the cake ***** hate the baker/ matter fact… hate the oven and while you’re at it/ hate the fact I’m al-most fa-mous/ | |
- Chorus/Bridge - | |
…You can hate on me yes so be it | |
….My money talks and walks that’s legit/ | |
…If I dont run s**t ***** I’ll skip | |
….And you can hate that I’m almost famous | |
- Second Verse - | |
Little potty mouth | |
what you talking s**t for | |
just to turn around and suck a ****** **** til your lips sore | |
my eyes on the prize | |
contract on a cliboard | |
open mic now but i'm bound for the fillmore | |
patience ninja | |
i heard its all about location ninjaa and everywhere i go | |
it's dry as s**t but the whip's still wet | |
that's what I call that oasis syndrome | |
how you like me now | |
please dont wipe me down | |
wanna touch | |
cut your fingers off and made into sniper rounds | |
cuz ou'll never come close to me | |
just a quick overview | |
my s**ts of poppari | |
your s**t is overdue | |
you didn't notice me standing in front of you so i jumped over you | |
make people sick with that chandelier | |
stomach flu gunning through ovaries i'm both the s**t and the piss like a ***** is supposed to be | |
all off my groceries getting that bag | |
you could be too but you're not so you're mad | |
mad b*****s round like some girls on the rag | |
and one week a month we're all single as **** | |
doing whatever we want | |
***** please, money makes me come | |
back trunk back road, now you know, awkward silence then we gotta go | |
even if i don't get no love i'ma love my haters | |
you can count on me like a calculator | |
let me sum it up let you meet your maker | |
kill with kindness | |
meet in person | |
sleep with gators | |
go night night ninja | |
i dont wanna do it but you about to try to start a | |
aight ninja | |
end up with a knife in ya | |
bullet to ya knees trynna even out the height difference | |
mic spitta might spit in ya and rhyme sick than anyone's known to man then again i'm not a man | |
still telling these haters blow me | |
cuz inside of thems a fan | |
i polished the brand | |
layla khepri the name and loyal to the fam | |
loyal to the bands | |
arab money stacking oil in a can b*****s |
zuo qu : Tristan on the Track | |
zuo ci : Layla Khepri | |
First Verse | |
I' m higher right now than an altitude that you wouldn' t even know at your most sober state I came around the bend with that latitude got a barrel when you touch it it e es gettin to it like a rabid case kill the beat and at a rapid pace doing numbers you can' t calculate you a fowl snake I' m money hungry, I just want the cheese and not whatever mouse that ate it got an oven baking couch potatoes causing my hiatus what I miss the most is saying hi to haters you can ice the cake and you can take a bite but you don' t get to take it I' ma eat my portion save the rest for later don' t hate the cake hate the baker matter fact hate the oven and while you' re at it hate the fact I' m almost famous | |
Chorus Bridge | |
You can hate on me yes so be it | |
. My money talks and walks that' s legit | |
If I dont run s t I' ll skip | |
. And you can hate that I' m almost famous | |
Second Verse | |
Little potty mouth | |
what you talking s t for | |
just to turn around and suck a til your lips sore | |
my eyes on the prize | |
contract on a cliboard | |
open mic now but i' m bound for the fillmore | |
patience ninja | |
i heard its all about location ninjaa and everywhere i go | |
it' s dry as s t but the whip' s still wet | |
that' s what I call that oasis syndrome | |
how you like me now | |
please dont wipe me down | |
wanna touch | |
cut your fingers off and made into sniper rounds | |
cuz ou' ll never come close to me | |
just a quick overview | |
my s ts of poppari | |
your s t is overdue | |
you didn' t notice me standing in front of you so i jumped over you | |
make people sick with that chandelier | |
stomach flu gunning through ovaries i' m both the s t and the piss like a is supposed to be | |
all off my groceries getting that bag | |
you could be too but you' re not so you' re mad | |
mad b s round like some girls on the rag | |
and one week a month we' re all single as | |
doing whatever we want | |
please, money makes me come | |
back trunk back road, now you know, awkward silence then we gotta go | |
even if i don' t get no love i' ma love my haters | |
you can count on me like a calculator | |
let me sum it up let you meet your maker | |
kill with kindness | |
meet in person | |
sleep with gators | |
go night night ninja | |
i dont wanna do it but you about to try to start a | |
aight ninja | |
end up with a knife in ya | |
bullet to ya knees trynna even out the height difference | |
mic spitta might spit in ya and rhyme sick than anyone' s known to man then again i' m not a man | |
still telling these haters blow me | |
cuz inside of thems a fan | |
i polished the brand | |
layla khepri the name and loyal to the fam | |
loyal to the bands | |
arab money stacking oil in a can b s |
zuò qǔ : Tristan on the Track | |
zuò cí : Layla Khepri | |
First Verse | |
I' m higher right now than an altitude that you wouldn' t even know at your most sober state I came around the bend with that latitude got a barrel when you touch it it e es gettin to it like a rabid case kill the beat and at a rapid pace doing numbers you can' t calculate you a fowl snake I' m money hungry, I just want the cheese and not whatever mouse that ate it got an oven baking couch potatoes causing my hiatus what I miss the most is saying hi to haters you can ice the cake and you can take a bite but you don' t get to take it I' ma eat my portion save the rest for later don' t hate the cake hate the baker matter fact hate the oven and while you' re at it hate the fact I' m almost famous | |
Chorus Bridge | |
You can hate on me yes so be it | |
. My money talks and walks that' s legit | |
If I dont run s t I' ll skip | |
. And you can hate that I' m almost famous | |
Second Verse | |
Little potty mouth | |
what you talking s t for | |
just to turn around and suck a til your lips sore | |
my eyes on the prize | |
contract on a cliboard | |
open mic now but i' m bound for the fillmore | |
patience ninja | |
i heard its all about location ninjaa and everywhere i go | |
it' s dry as s t but the whip' s still wet | |
that' s what I call that oasis syndrome | |
how you like me now | |
please dont wipe me down | |
wanna touch | |
cut your fingers off and made into sniper rounds | |
cuz ou' ll never come close to me | |
just a quick overview | |
my s ts of poppari | |
your s t is overdue | |
you didn' t notice me standing in front of you so i jumped over you | |
make people sick with that chandelier | |
stomach flu gunning through ovaries i' m both the s t and the piss like a is supposed to be | |
all off my groceries getting that bag | |
you could be too but you' re not so you' re mad | |
mad b s round like some girls on the rag | |
and one week a month we' re all single as | |
doing whatever we want | |
please, money makes me come | |
back trunk back road, now you know, awkward silence then we gotta go | |
even if i don' t get no love i' ma love my haters | |
you can count on me like a calculator | |
let me sum it up let you meet your maker | |
kill with kindness | |
meet in person | |
sleep with gators | |
go night night ninja | |
i dont wanna do it but you about to try to start a | |
aight ninja | |
end up with a knife in ya | |
bullet to ya knees trynna even out the height difference | |
mic spitta might spit in ya and rhyme sick than anyone' s known to man then again i' m not a man | |
still telling these haters blow me | |
cuz inside of thems a fan | |
i polished the brand | |
layla khepri the name and loyal to the fam | |
loyal to the bands | |
arab money stacking oil in a can b s |