M.O.B. - Concrete Boys/Lil Yachty.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Miles McCollum/Dashawn Jackson
[00:00.589] 作曲 : Miles McCollum/Dashawn Jackson
[00:01.178]Money over—, money over—
[00:04.456]Money over b*****s, that's the—
[00:07.222]Money over— (It's us)
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[00:10.476][Verse]
[00:10.727]Money over b*****s, that's the motto, what I said (Yeah)
[00:12.741]Lately, I been snappin' on they mother****in' heads
[00:15.253]I'm with KARRAHBOOO and she forgot to take her meds
[00:18.006]My new b***h ride me, like some BMX pads (Okay)
[00:20.766]Uh, we don't **** around with the feds
[00:23.281]Lookin' around, some n****s been holdin' me down since the start, yeah
[00:26.042]Givin' the blick to partners, sleepin' up out of the Rick
[00:28.301]Beatin' 'em off, I'll nevеr switch on my side-b***h
[00:31.061]Ho' just said so I could left me on a high pitch
[00:33.572]Thеn ran through twenty-five million and I'mma die rich
[00:36.117]I got caught up in dirt, I had to switch my line quick
[00:38.879]I hade a shy b***h, **** me like you high, b***h
[00:41.641]**** me like you feel bad, my n****s died, b***h
[00:44.153]**** me like you feel bad, my n****s locked down
[00:46.662]Gotta know, I'm tryna **** you if you we eatin' out
[00:49.172]She tied me up while sittin' down, I'm bustin' all on her gown
[00:51.963]Or like Jeezy, hand on that cup, movin' 'round like a Ouija
[00:55.470]I got two million put up, just like Peezy
[00:58.256]Add another six, I'mma spend it, 'cause it's easy
[01:01.033]New Maybach, inside look like Dreezy
[01:03.546]Pretty lil' b***h, I put her picture on her Wheatie's
[01:06.356]Huh, huh, huh, huh
[01:07.864]Oh my God, what happened to you, my baby?
[01:10.118]Life ain't work out for that boy, join the Navy
[01:12.620]All of my b*****s are unstable
[01:15.424]She want a chain, then she gotta **** my label
[01:17.925]He bein' nosy, we gon' rearrange his nasal
[01:20.431]Them boys be hatin' on each other, Cain and Abel
[01:23.190]I pull out a twenty-ounce with some maple
[01:25.701]I put C's in her top like a—
[01:28.249]Blurry vision, almost hope that Jesus grab the wheel
[01:31.047]With my shiesty at my chest, like a young O'Neill
[01:33.804]Bigger eater, all the tickets for you at the wheel
[01:36.306]I will call any n***a out, I never film
[01:39.322]Almost ****ed up the motto, I can not drive stick
[01:41.844]But stickin' to a snitch, a n***a who switched cliques
[01:44.351]I'm quick to flood my wrist, I'm quick to switch my b***h
[01:46.929]I'm quick to catch my nut, I'm quick to make a b***h pissy
[01:49.454]All the shit they got against me, ain't really do them no good
[01:52.517]I pop the Rolls in the hood, I put the b***h up on the Curb
[01:55.035]I cut a b***h head and treat her like Durk, I'm pissin' these rap n***a nerves
[01:57.794]I'm runnin' around, steppin' in my all white fazos, like I'm hurt
[02:00.078]I blame to come at fifty, I damn near spent it on my b***h
[02:02.625]One-point-one, I spent on my teeth, that's college shit, legit
[02:05.639]Money over—, money over—
[02:10.153]Money over—, money over—
[02:14.916]Money over b*****s, that's the motto, what I said (Yeah)
[02:18.178]Lately, I been snappin' on they mother****in' heads