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[00:00.000] 作词 : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Keifa Carter/Johnny Peng
[00:00.395] 作曲 : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Keifa Carter/Johnny Peng
[00:00.791] Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
[00:02.858] One for the money, two for the show
[00:05.959] Three for these mad-ass, sad-ass hoes
[00:09.289] She wanna go to Nobu, I bought her a 4 for $4
[00:12.365] Fives in this b***h, you know we bang that double O
[00:15.601] He ain't really loaded, he just talking, he a troll
[00:18.793] All my opps some hoes, all my opps getting exposed
[00:21.750] Too much money on his head, he can't do shit 'cause he broke
[00:24.999]
[00:25.152] When I walk, you can tell I have it
[00:28.077] When I talk, you can hear them trolls yappin'
[00:31.189] I gave that b***h some money, now she so happy
[00:34.565] I switched her whole status, I changed her life
[00:37.748] I been fighting my fashion habits, everything I like, I buy twice
[00:40.814] That shit don't bother me, n****s been stealing swag all my life
[00:43.974] These hoes don't bother me, I can't be bothered
[00:47.094] I'm the Black Panther, feel like T'Challa
[00:50.356] Huh, huh, I'm on the X Files, huh, my b***h X'd up
[00:54.303] Can't wait 'til we put him down, he think he next up
[00:57.021] You ain't did shit that you rap about, that boy a wrestler
[01:00.280] Huh, I think I'm charged up, I just popped a Tesla
[01:03.680] N***a, get your bars up, she sleep off the Xan'
[01:07.029] These n****s ain't ****ing with me, let's go band for band
[01:10.113] You ain't flexin' on me, b***h, you flexin' on your fans
[01:13.179] That mil' you made in a year, I made in one day, go ask my mans
[01:16.405] **** you talkin' 'bout?
[01:18.872] You should know that every time I hit that concert, it's like karaoke
[01:22.856] Keep my hammer like I'm Thor, huh, but I'm more like Loki
[01:26.106] Hardcore, I'm goin' gore, these n****s don't really know me
[01:32.211] I'm going Mozart, I'm going Shakespeare
[01:35.240] I have a bakery, but I ain't bakin' no cakes here
[01:38.367] I'm havin' bread, I'm makin' bread, shawty
[01:42.380] Bread, bread, shawty
[01:45.321] Bread, bread, shawty
[01:48.454] Get your bread, bread, bread up
[01:51.240] ****ing on your ho, woah, I got her legs up
[01:54.470] ****ing on your ho, you ain't know? Boy, keep your head up
[01:57.509] ****ing on another n***a ho because she fed up
[02:01.551] I ran out of Wock', 'bout to pour this red up
[02:04.405] He say I'm an opp, why the **** he ain't said nothin'?
[02:07.634] Baby girl, call me back when I get my dreads a new retwist
[02:10.849] I trap shit like Three 6
[02:12.418] We the mafia, b***h, 808, yeah, mafia
[02:14.802] Yeah, you pop shit, but you ain't pop enough
[02:16.392] These n****s old and popped
[02:17.809] Can't tell you if I sold my soul or not, I forgot
[02:21.107] Everybody tough and gangster 'til they get shot
[02:24.242] One for the money, two for these thots
[02:27.423] Three for these drugs, I'm havin' a lot
[02:30.742] If a n***a mug, I'ma up my Gen5
[02:34.030] I'm fried, I'm not tired, I would've died if I lied
[02:37.082] Put racks on, put the racks on that
[02:40.517] Put a bag on it, put a tax on that
[02:43.536] Camo flag, huh, gang shit
[02:46.510] How you mourn? What you gon' do when that pain hit?
[02:49.470] I been rockin', I been ravin', I been raging
[02:52.684] She say she miss me, yeah, I miss the stage
[02:55.825] Ain't no competition, all these n****s in the way
[02:58.797] Ain't no competition, huh, I know I'm okay
[03:01.897] I ain't pressed 'bout none of these n****s
[03:06.019] I ain't stressed 'bout none of these b*****s
[03:09.107] I been countin' up too much shit
[03:12.243]
[03:12.404] Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
[03:14.948] One for the money, two for the show
[03:18.082] Three for these mad-ass, sad-ass hoes
[03:21.286] She wanna go to Nobu, I bought her a 4 for $4
[03:24.397] Fives in this b***h, you know we bang that double O
[03:27.592] He ain't really loaded, he just talking, he a troll
[03:30.808] All my opps some hoes, all my opps getting exposed
[03:33.699] Too much money on his head, he can't do shit 'cause he broke

文本歌词

作词 : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Keifa Carter/Johnny Peng
作曲 : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Keifa Carter/Johnny Peng
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
One for the money, two for the show
Three for these mad-ass, sad-ass hoes
She wanna go to Nobu, I bought her a 4 for $4
Fives in this b***h, you know we bang that double O
He ain't really loaded, he just talking, he a troll
All my opps some hoes, all my opps getting exposed
Too much money on his head, he can't do shit 'cause he broke
When I walk, you can tell I have it
When I talk, you can hear them trolls yappin'
I gave that b***h some money, now she so happy
I switched her whole status, I changed her life
I been fighting my fashion habits, everything I like, I buy twice
That shit don't bother me, n****s been stealing swag all my life
These hoes don't bother me, I can't be bothered
I'm the Black Panther, feel like T'Challa
Huh, huh, I'm on the X Files, huh, my b***h X'd up
Can't wait 'til we put him down, he think he next up
You ain't did shit that you rap about, that boy a wrestler
Huh, I think I'm charged up, I just popped a Tesla
N***a, get your bars up, she sleep off the Xan'
These n****s ain't ****ing with me, let's go band for band
You ain't flexin' on me, b***h, you flexin' on your fans
That mil' you made in a year, I made in one day, go ask my mans
**** you talkin' 'bout?
You should know that every time I hit that concert, it's like karaoke
Keep my hammer like I'm Thor, huh, but I'm more like Loki
Hardcore, I'm goin' gore, these n****s don't really know me
I'm going Mozart, I'm going Shakespeare
I have a bakery, but I ain't bakin' no cakes here
I'm havin' bread, I'm makin' bread, shawty
Bread, bread, shawty
Bread, bread, shawty
Get your bread, bread, bread up
****ing on your ho, woah, I got her legs up
****ing on your ho, you ain't know? Boy, keep your head up
****ing on another n***a ho because she fed up
I ran out of Wock', 'bout to pour this red up
He say I'm an opp, why the **** he ain't said nothin'?
Baby girl, call me back when I get my dreads a new retwist
I trap shit like Three 6
We the mafia, b***h, 808, yeah, mafia
Yeah, you pop shit, but you ain't pop enough
These n****s old and popped
Can't tell you if I sold my soul or not, I forgot
Everybody tough and gangster 'til they get shot
One for the money, two for these thots
Three for these drugs, I'm havin' a lot
If a n***a mug, I'ma up my Gen5
I'm fried, I'm not tired, I would've died if I lied
Put racks on, put the racks on that
Put a bag on it, put a tax on that
Camo flag, huh, gang shit
How you mourn? What you gon' do when that pain hit?
I been rockin', I been ravin', I been raging
She say she miss me, yeah, I miss the stage
Ain't no competition, all these n****s in the way
Ain't no competition, huh, I know I'm okay
I ain't pressed 'bout none of these n****s
I ain't stressed 'bout none of these b*****s
I been countin' up too much shit
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
One for the money, two for the show
Three for these mad-ass, sad-ass hoes
She wanna go to Nobu, I bought her a 4 for $4
Fives in this b***h, you know we bang that double O
He ain't really loaded, he just talking, he a troll
All my opps some hoes, all my opps getting exposed
Too much money on his head, he can't do shit 'cause he broke