文本歌词

Menace 2 - Quality Control/Migos/Lil Yachty
Lyrics by：Miles Parks McCollum/Quavious Marshall/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Earl Isaac Bynum
Composed by：Miles Parks McCollum/Quavious Marshall/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Earl Isaac Bynum
All of be
All of be
All of be
All of be
All of be
All of be
All of be
Can't hang around if you don't got tough feet
I don't eat fruit so my nut like sweet heat
N***a so rich bank lookin' like VC
Walk down run down on 'em like it's DC
I don't shoot but I call the shots like a DP
Clip hold twelve like an '05 CD
Summertime b***hes wearin' green like a BP
DD sittin' on her chest tryna suck me
Whole time n***a on the phone tryna run down
Bomb down baby gettin' piped 'til the sun down
Rich n***a take a rich s**t on a gold seat
Since then been a prodigy like Mobb Deep
Say less n***a do more 'cause the talk free
Used to punch numbers off an iPhone 5c
White b***h tan lookin' like an orange Hi-C
Shawty gave top and I rated it a high C
Man I'm back and I'm better
I gained a lil' weight but I look even better
She give it a lick like she closing a letter
Her friend tryna f**k but she ugly so never
Never
Goin' back broke AR with the scope
I bought a lil' tote it cost me a dime
Cut that boy off I'm seeing the signs
You can't hang around if you don't pay the fine
Get put on the plate lookin' like swine
Who b***h is this Finna be mine
Got her on her knees like she at the shrine
Three M's with jewelry be clear uh hey
Take off your ice give it here come on with that
Four hundred this 'Rari in gear skrrt
Back in the Maybach lay back hit the sheer lay back
Stare in his eyes and we don't got no fear who
Shawty got popped and they say it's severe baow baow who
Who did it boy we don't even know we don't know
I made na F on my test F on my chest
F**k it didn't need to go f**k it
Oh you got an S on your chest
With no vest on your chest
Pay the check and we blow Baow
Her Birkin cost thirty that's low thirty
F**k it go buy her three more f**k it
I'ma break the b***h down kilo break her down
Aventador green CeeLo yeah yeah uh
That b***h want Sheneneh okay okay
Get her number up to 3K Andre 3K
Straight off the goddamn runway runway
She get on her knees no Sunday woo
Straight Martell no Bombay martell
I knew I was gon' be rich one day hey
Big clout comin' in ándale clout
F**k clout you can have it I'll throw it away F**k it
When I pull out b***hes wanna come lay skrrt
Diamonds made in Neptune like family hey
Pull the thing out it go dat way grraow
I bet they gon' tell it's a rat race uh
Me Set and Lil Boat you're woke set
200K short change I choke d**n
Baguettes all in the fangs I spoke baguettes
Hit the strip make it rain C-notes drip
New watch and it's plain d**e woo
How you hit 'em with the flex I don't know flex
Cashin' out two checks on the low cash
That's for the group and solo ooh
Whipped cream on the ice like a float whip
I want a quarter M to host M
Rel money used to do the most woo
When we got the packs in the post hey