Strawberry Peels (feat. Young Thug & Gunna)歌词

作词 : Jeffery Williams/Symere Woods/Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Tyler Glass
作曲 : Jeffery Williams/Symere Woods/Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Tyler Glass

Spider (Ayy)
Ayy
SEX, SEX
I'm on that drank, I'm 'bout to kill (Woah)
I got the drop, I got the kill (Woah)
Takin' a b!tch, I got the seal (Yeah)
I got the peppermint patty, it's teal
She off the boat and she came from Israel
Fxck from the back, until I'm smacked (Yeah)
Smoke on that thrax, I'm on strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels (Yeah)
Strawberry peels
Cop what I want and my wrist and my style is on [?], it's real
Half my n!ggas get high off the seal
Brand new price and they all teal
I put my **** in her bladder, yeah, yeah
And I'm fxckin' her friends and they all here
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Yeah, yeah, just flooded the wrist
Let my bro hit her, I'm good with assists
Know it's expensive, can tell by the stitch
Crept in the club with thirty in the stick
Vlone, Chrome Heart, I'm still stuck on the rich
She can't tell right now 'cause she suckin' his ****
YSL slatt life, we slimy and slick
Got a young bull that pull up, let it spit
He hit and don't miss
Hop out a jet, hop in a Rolls
Icy Patek, straight off the shows
I want a platinum, I'm cool on the gold
She suckin' it 'til the snot come out her nose
I bought an old Cutlass, I set it on fours
I pop me a pill, I feel geeked up for sure
You front me a pack, I'ma go get it sold
Young Wunna, young Wunna, I can't break the code
I been to over, I make a kneel
Stand on my money like my name Shaquille
Construction man, runnin' right through these drills
I cannot breathe 'cause there's ice on my gills
She give me brain, that's that Urkel-and-chill
She mix her white, told her my name Jahlil
Uzi too rich, man, how does it feel?
Tryna be humble, man, I ain't tryna kill
They walk on my heels, my heels made of steel
That's no oil my spill, I burnt off the wheel
She ate up the deal, my baby so spoiled just like some old milk
The paint on my whip, it's already peeled
Put my **** in her gut, it's just for the guilt
Fxckin' this b!tch, did that right on film
I need the beat, that's just for the stems (Yeah)
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels
Strawberry peels, strawberry peels