| 作词 : Anquette Smith/Brandon Pendleton | |
| 作曲 : Brandon Pendleton/Anquette Smith | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn’t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b***h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me | |
| B*****s in the way | |
| They ain’t the wave | |
| ****ing on the strap | |
| Come and get it bae | |
| These b*****s so cap | |
| Everything they say | |
| 30 seconds of fame | |
| They in microwaves | |
| I’m really that b***h | |
| I’m not for play | |
| They know what it is | |
| I ain’t have to say | |
| Know I make this all look basic | |
| Paced it | |
| Had to get my hand straight | |
| Played em | |
| **** niggas be actin like | |
| I ain’t the greatest | |
| Of all time to do this | |
| I’m so ****ing major | |
| Dunking on you b*****s | |
| I’m so ****ing player | |
| Mortal combat on yo hoe | |
| Cause bro I ****ing slayed her (yeah) | |
| Couple grand | |
| Bet your bm dance | |
| Too advanced | |
| I be kissin babies shaking hands | |
| Precedence | |
| I remember trying hard | |
| No one came around | |
| Now b*****s wanna be down | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn’t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b***h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me | |
| Anc they say they made ya shawty | |
| That’s what that fame do | |
| They be all cap big b*****s | |
| Hella lame ooo | |
| See these haters swervin in yo lane | |
| Like you gone change oops | |
| You gon bust they brain | |
| Before you lose | |
| What you done gained fool | |
| From right out the bang em | |
| Posted like a hanger | |
| These mother****ers say you flaw | |
| And b*****s claim they made ya | |
| But you don’t give a **** | |
| I bet you getting paper | |
| Killin haters | |
| Chillin ain’t ya | |
| Cooling like refrigerator | |
| Food all on ya dinner table | |
| More than able | |
| Shit you got here on your own | |
| B*****s thought you wouldn’t make it | |
| They was ****ing wrong | |
| Hoes swore they had you cornered | |
| Till you skirt-skated on em | |
| Now your cousin who was on | |
| Need a ****ing loan | |
| Aye | |
| Forreal | |
| ***** | |
| Forreal | |
| B*****s know the deal | |
| Poppin like ya off a pill | |
| Remember shit was bad | |
| They wasn’t around | |
| Now ya off the ground | |
| They wanna be down | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn’t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b***h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me |
| zuo ci : Anquette Smith Brandon Pendleton | |
| zuo qu : Brandon Pendleton Anquette Smith | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn' t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me | |
| B s in the way | |
| They ain' t the wave | |
| ing on the strap | |
| Come and get it bae | |
| These b s so cap | |
| Everything they say | |
| 30 seconds of fame | |
| They in microwaves | |
| I' m really that b h | |
| I' m not for play | |
| They know what it is | |
| I ain' t have to say | |
| Know I make this all look basic | |
| Paced it | |
| Had to get my hand straight | |
| Played em | |
| niggas be actin like | |
| I ain' t the greatest | |
| Of all time to do this | |
| I' m so ing major | |
| Dunking on you b s | |
| I' m so ing player | |
| Mortal combat on yo hoe | |
| Cause bro I ing slayed her yeah | |
| Couple grand | |
| Bet your bm dance | |
| Too advanced | |
| I be kissin babies shaking hands | |
| Precedence | |
| I remember trying hard | |
| No one came around | |
| Now b s wanna be down | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn' t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me | |
| Anc they say they made ya shawty | |
| That' s what that fame do | |
| They be all cap big b s | |
| Hella lame ooo | |
| See these haters swervin in yo lane | |
| Like you gone change oops | |
| You gon bust they brain | |
| Before you lose | |
| What you done gained fool | |
| From right out the bang em | |
| Posted like a hanger | |
| These mother ers say you flaw | |
| And b s claim they made ya | |
| But you don' t give a | |
| I bet you getting paper | |
| Killin haters | |
| Chillin ain' t ya | |
| Cooling like refrigerator | |
| Food all on ya dinner table | |
| More than able | |
| Shit you got here on your own | |
| B s thought you wouldn' t make it | |
| They was ing wrong | |
| Hoes swore they had you cornered | |
| Till you skirt-skated on em | |
| Now your cousin who was on | |
| Need a ing loan | |
| Aye | |
| Forreal | |
| Forreal | |
| B s know the deal | |
| Poppin like ya off a pill | |
| Remember shit was bad | |
| They wasn' t around | |
| Now ya off the ground | |
| They wanna be down | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn' t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me |
| zuò cí : Anquette Smith Brandon Pendleton | |
| zuò qǔ : Brandon Pendleton Anquette Smith | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn' t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me | |
| B s in the way | |
| They ain' t the wave | |
| ing on the strap | |
| Come and get it bae | |
| These b s so cap | |
| Everything they say | |
| 30 seconds of fame | |
| They in microwaves | |
| I' m really that b h | |
| I' m not for play | |
| They know what it is | |
| I ain' t have to say | |
| Know I make this all look basic | |
| Paced it | |
| Had to get my hand straight | |
| Played em | |
| niggas be actin like | |
| I ain' t the greatest | |
| Of all time to do this | |
| I' m so ing major | |
| Dunking on you b s | |
| I' m so ing player | |
| Mortal combat on yo hoe | |
| Cause bro I ing slayed her yeah | |
| Couple grand | |
| Bet your bm dance | |
| Too advanced | |
| I be kissin babies shaking hands | |
| Precedence | |
| I remember trying hard | |
| No one came around | |
| Now b s wanna be down | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn' t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me | |
| Anc they say they made ya shawty | |
| That' s what that fame do | |
| They be all cap big b s | |
| Hella lame ooo | |
| See these haters swervin in yo lane | |
| Like you gone change oops | |
| You gon bust they brain | |
| Before you lose | |
| What you done gained fool | |
| From right out the bang em | |
| Posted like a hanger | |
| These mother ers say you flaw | |
| And b s claim they made ya | |
| But you don' t give a | |
| I bet you getting paper | |
| Killin haters | |
| Chillin ain' t ya | |
| Cooling like refrigerator | |
| Food all on ya dinner table | |
| More than able | |
| Shit you got here on your own | |
| B s thought you wouldn' t make it | |
| They was ing wrong | |
| Hoes swore they had you cornered | |
| Till you skirt-skated on em | |
| Now your cousin who was on | |
| Need a ing loan | |
| Aye | |
| Forreal | |
| Forreal | |
| B s know the deal | |
| Poppin like ya off a pill | |
| Remember shit was bad | |
| They wasn' t around | |
| Now ya off the ground | |
| They wanna be down | |
| Now you wanna be down | |
| Cause I got something | |
| Remember you wasn' t round | |
| When I had nothing | |
| Back when me and my rounds | |
| Had the trap jumping | |
| Well look at me now | |
| Look what I accomplished | |
| Poppin out your screen hella hd | |
| A whole sight to see | |
| Heard a b h claim that he made me | |
| Then make another me |