Lob歌词
歌手：KiD Ink 专辑：Missed Calls
作词 : Tony Son/Juliann Alexander/Terrell Johnson/Brian Todd Collins
作曲 : Tony Son/Juliann Alexander/Terrell Johnson/Brian Todd Collins
Ooh, ah yeah
Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
Money bag, yo, go keep a chain, hundred bag
Backwood if you really 'bout that smoke
Know your type, only *******s that ain't broke
Dance in them Jimmy Choos, ayy
Your skin color a bottle of Yoo-hoo
That big old dude, I point and shot
Came with the truth, case *******s start actin' boof
I can't refuse, she with y'all
Least she fighter with the moves
I threw that lob like I coulda went to Duke
Lil baby, it's just right 'cause she demand
Walk it like I talk it in these Vans, ah yeah
Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
It ain't nothin' to me, jewelry cold like one degree
I'ma throw it all, it's gon' fall from a hundred feet
Rory don't do nothin' cheap, don't sleep at the Double Tree
Bad ******* run at me like, can you give me somethin' to see?
She gon' go long for the throat, my son her
And she all alone on her own, need a sponsor
I threw all this cash, if I do my math right
You just do a sash, I go through the smash
Livin' stupid fast, *******, I do the dash
It ain't same type of ******* that will get you to crash
Just know who in first, don't know who in last
I just threw the bag, if the truth be asked
Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
I could tell that she a fan, I'm a rock star with no band
I get money in advance, then I do my money dance
Can you throw it back on me by chance?
You a bad *******, you ain't innocent
I just walked in with a brand new *******
And a rock star clique, you can suck my *******
Rest in peace to Lil Peep, took a Xan in the whip
Swervin' on a highway, swervin' on your *******
Pop a willy with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that ******* a lob, ooh that ******* a vibe
Ooh, ah yeah
作曲 : Tony Son/Juliann Alexander/Terrell Johnson/Brian Todd Collins
Ooh, ah yeah
Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
Money bag, yo, go keep a chain, hundred bag
Backwood if you really 'bout that smoke
Know your type, only *******s that ain't broke
Dance in them Jimmy Choos, ayy
Your skin color a bottle of Yoo-hoo
That big old dude, I point and shot
Came with the truth, case *******s start actin' boof
I can't refuse, she with y'all
Least she fighter with the moves
I threw that lob like I coulda went to Duke
Lil baby, it's just right 'cause she demand
Walk it like I talk it in these Vans, ah yeah
Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
It ain't nothin' to me, jewelry cold like one degree
I'ma throw it all, it's gon' fall from a hundred feet
Rory don't do nothin' cheap, don't sleep at the Double Tree
Bad ******* run at me like, can you give me somethin' to see?
She gon' go long for the throat, my son her
And she all alone on her own, need a sponsor
I threw all this cash, if I do my math right
You just do a sash, I go through the smash
Livin' stupid fast, *******, I do the dash
It ain't same type of ******* that will get you to crash
Just know who in first, don't know who in last
I just threw the bag, if the truth be asked
Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
Money make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that ******* a lob, threw that ******* a lob
I could tell that she a fan, I'm a rock star with no band
I get money in advance, then I do my money dance
Can you throw it back on me by chance?
You a bad *******, you ain't innocent
I just walked in with a brand new *******
And a rock star clique, you can suck my *******
Rest in peace to Lil Peep, took a Xan in the whip
Swervin' on a highway, swervin' on your *******
Pop a willy with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that ******* a lob, ooh that ******* a vibe
Ooh, ah yeah
