MOTW歌词
作词 : Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Tyler Glass
作曲 : Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Tyler Glass
Lyrics by：Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Tyler Glass
Ayy ayy
Wheezy outta here
Ayy ayy
Ayy ayy
Ayy money on the way
Money on the way
All I see is hundreds all day
All day
Top chef fish sauteed
Condo in L.A.
Ayy
President Rollie with the date
President
Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
Mmm
In and out of state
In and out of state
Nah we can not relate
We can not
And I gotta stay laced
I gotta stay laced
She want us to date
Ah
I see she keepin' faith
Faith
Ah I'ma make her wait
I'ma make her wait
N***as pillowtalk I really set talk we'll shoot the whole place
We ain't takin' loss double M drove boss
In the six-star loft cookin' fish parquet
Ice no skates
Ice
Get it out the pot
Get it out the pot
Speed on the cops
Speed
Feelin' like I'm Jigga on a yacht
Jigga on a yacht
People wanna watch
Uh
Milli' on the watch
Uh-huh
It's a Richard Millie on a watch
Millie on a watch
Ma ain't gotta cry GunWanna made it out alive
GunWunna
Seen a lot of real n***as die
Real n***as die
Look him in the eye you bad let me see catch a fly
Girl
The cash got these n***as wildin' out
Wild
Rockstar open up the circle make a moshpit
Moshpit
Swervin' on the Perkys made me car sick
Car sick
Brothers don't cuff 'em this is all our b***h
This is all our b***h
Grew up in the trenches we squabblin'
Make me quick to grab a choppa start a World War 6
World War 6
Gunna got some millions and I barely feel rich
Barely feel rich
They been here knockin' ringin' and I don't know who it is
Don't know who it is
Ayy money on the way
Money on the way
All I see is hundreds all day
All day
Top chef fish sauteed
Condo in L.A.
Ayy
President Rollie with the date
President
Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
Mmm
In and out of state
In and out of state
Nah we can not relate
We can not
And I gotta stay laced
I gotta stay laced
She want us to date
Ah
I see she keepin' faith
Faith
Ah I'ma make her wait
I'ma make her wait
Remember I served I was standin' on the curb with a bomb full of nicks
Bomb full of nicks
It's my word
Yeah
I done capped off bird
I done seen a n***a jump from a slab to a brick
To a brick on God
Cute pink toe I bit her on the toes
I f**k her like a ho I make a whole flick
S**t make a whole flick
Proud of baby girl she can take a whole d**k
Take a whole d**k
She told me she was thirsty started drinkin' my spit
Drinkin' my spit
Ooh
Ooh
You ain't never heard this
This
I been droppin' hits like bird s**t
Brr
They been sendin' threats but don't worry
No
We hoppin' in a rental with a dirty stick
Dirty stick
They ain't give me my money I'ma murder this b***h
Murder this b***h
I'ma murder this b***h
Murder this b***h
Rental off the Rollie just went way in the ditch
Way in the ditch
Young Gunna not no playa 'bout these chips
Wah
We really used to struggle now we paid filthy rich
Paid filthy rich
A hundred K to hit your VIP
Yah
R.I.P. to Nipsey paved the way for the Crips
For the Crips
Plus I'm smokin' cookie blow Biscotti by the zip
I got it on my hip
Ayy money on the way
Money on the way
All I see is hundreds all day
All day
Top chef fish sauteed
Condo in L.A.
Ayy
President Rollie with the date
President
Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
Mmm
In and out of state
In and out of state
Nah we can not relate
We can not
And I gotta stay laced
I gotta stay laced
She want us to date
Ah
I see she keepin' faith
Faith
Ah I'ma make her wait
I'ma make her wait
作曲 : Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Tyler Glass
Lyrics by：Sergio Kitchens/Wesley Tyler Glass
Ayy ayy
Wheezy outta here
Ayy ayy
Ayy ayy
Ayy money on the way
Money on the way
All I see is hundreds all day
All day
Top chef fish sauteed
Condo in L.A.
Ayy
President Rollie with the date
President
Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
Mmm
In and out of state
In and out of state
Nah we can not relate
We can not
And I gotta stay laced
I gotta stay laced
She want us to date
Ah
I see she keepin' faith
Faith
Ah I'ma make her wait
I'ma make her wait
N***as pillowtalk I really set talk we'll shoot the whole place
We ain't takin' loss double M drove boss
In the six-star loft cookin' fish parquet
Ice no skates
Ice
Get it out the pot
Get it out the pot
Speed on the cops
Speed
Feelin' like I'm Jigga on a yacht
Jigga on a yacht
People wanna watch
Uh
Milli' on the watch
Uh-huh
It's a Richard Millie on a watch
Millie on a watch
Ma ain't gotta cry GunWanna made it out alive
GunWunna
Seen a lot of real n***as die
Real n***as die
Look him in the eye you bad let me see catch a fly
Girl
The cash got these n***as wildin' out
Wild
Rockstar open up the circle make a moshpit
Moshpit
Swervin' on the Perkys made me car sick
Car sick
Brothers don't cuff 'em this is all our b***h
This is all our b***h
Grew up in the trenches we squabblin'
Make me quick to grab a choppa start a World War 6
World War 6
Gunna got some millions and I barely feel rich
Barely feel rich
They been here knockin' ringin' and I don't know who it is
Don't know who it is
Ayy money on the way
Money on the way
All I see is hundreds all day
All day
Top chef fish sauteed
Condo in L.A.
Ayy
President Rollie with the date
President
Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
Mmm
In and out of state
In and out of state
Nah we can not relate
We can not
And I gotta stay laced
I gotta stay laced
She want us to date
Ah
I see she keepin' faith
Faith
Ah I'ma make her wait
I'ma make her wait
Remember I served I was standin' on the curb with a bomb full of nicks
Bomb full of nicks
It's my word
Yeah
I done capped off bird
I done seen a n***a jump from a slab to a brick
To a brick on God
Cute pink toe I bit her on the toes
I f**k her like a ho I make a whole flick
S**t make a whole flick
Proud of baby girl she can take a whole d**k
Take a whole d**k
She told me she was thirsty started drinkin' my spit
Drinkin' my spit
Ooh
Ooh
You ain't never heard this
This
I been droppin' hits like bird s**t
Brr
They been sendin' threats but don't worry
No
We hoppin' in a rental with a dirty stick
Dirty stick
They ain't give me my money I'ma murder this b***h
Murder this b***h
I'ma murder this b***h
Murder this b***h
Rental off the Rollie just went way in the ditch
Way in the ditch
Young Gunna not no playa 'bout these chips
Wah
We really used to struggle now we paid filthy rich
Paid filthy rich
A hundred K to hit your VIP
Yah
R.I.P. to Nipsey paved the way for the Crips
For the Crips
Plus I'm smokin' cookie blow Biscotti by the zip
I got it on my hip
Ayy money on the way
Money on the way
All I see is hundreds all day
All day
Top chef fish sauteed
Condo in L.A.
Ayy
President Rollie with the date
President
Pullin' out the foreigns we can race
Mmm
In and out of state
In and out of state
Nah we can not relate
We can not
And I gotta stay laced
I gotta stay laced
She want us to date
Ah
I see she keepin' faith
Faith
Ah I'ma make her wait
I'ma make her wait
