文本歌词

GOODFELLAS (Explicit) - Trippie Redd/Nardo Wick
Lyrics by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White/Horace Bernard Walls III/Cas van der Heijden/Peter Jideonwo
Composed by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White/Horace Bernard Walls III/Cas van der Heijden/Peter Jideonwo
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
Go get 'em **** 'em up
Yeah
Loesoe goin' crazy
Hoppin' out GoodFellas
Skrrt
Keep the Gucci umbrella
Skrrt
Got money Rockefeller
Yeah
I'm the bank might **** a teller
Woah
I could murder any beat or I could kill it acapella
Acapella
I think that it's two of me a Gemini Mason Mandela
Effect Mandela
Addicted to these blue nerds and icin' out my neck
My neck
My brodie keep a quick drum and I ain't talkin sketch
Sketch
Mister Redd I got white diamonds and my white gold Patek yeah
Patek
See through smoking mirrors and computers like a tech
Tech
***** I'm from the trenches from the hood I keep a TEC
TEC keep a TEC
Cartier my lens Chanel pearls on my neck
On my neck
I might spin the crib
Oh spin the crib
Screech the tires down on the set
Baow baow baow
And I might spin again
Baow baow baow
And again again again
Baow baow baow
This 1942 lil' baby this not no d**n Henn'
Henn' Henn'
I'm the one not the two lil' baby she said 'Say that again'
Uh
.44 bulldog hit a ***** n***a in his head
Fah
Who said I'm cool with y'all
I ain't never wanna be friends
Nah
I ain't got time for a ***** worth sayin'
Sayin'
I'm the dark knight pull up like Batman
Man
Reach new heights I can never ever land
At all
Kickin' **** jujitsu
N***a press your issue
Too blessed ***** need a tissue
Big dog never been a shih tzu
Can't have one gotta get two
Haha
He from the **** I'm a big poo
Ah
I'ma reach heights you can't get to
Hold up
She got big a*s and tits too
I pray to God but I sin too
Sin too
I was off a bean no sensu
I was eatin' ramen like Deku
Yeah
I'm the chosen one like Goku
Yeah
She was watching me like Roku
Yeah
***** I'm the one I'ma show you
Yeah
Don't talk to me if I don't know you
I don't **** with you I ain't gon' hold you
Hold
If he step to me I'ma ho you
Ho you
You never let anybody 'Lil' bro' you
Bro me
I'm the king ***** and it's so true
So true
And I'm tryna give a ho a sunbath
They want smoke and I love that
Love that
She wan' rub down where my gun at
Gun at
If it's here then it's where it's done at
Baow
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
I'm wicked I'm wicked
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
I'm wicked I'm
Go get 'em **** 'em up
I'm not on what these n***as on
I'm on a different type of time
I love it when she give me brain
Loesoe goin' crazy
She got a different type of mind
This strap sound like dynamite this a different type of iron
I pull up swingin' two sticks like I'm a different type of blind
Don't got a beep you hear me comin' supercharge loud as hell
I get a different type of money you can look at me and tell
ARP and Glock .19 that's my favorite personnel
Put a shell to his back do that boy like Raphael
She say I'm a bad boy I'm really a good fella
He shouldn't have never did that don't feel sorry for that fella
He play with us he gonna die I'm somethin' like a fortune teller
Catch him on the wrong side step on him like a bike pedal
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
**** 'em up yeah **** 'em up
Go get 'em **** 'em up