文本歌词

Michael Jackson (Explicit) - Shad Da God/Lil Uzi Vert
Baby girl you Michael Jackson bad
I'm Michael Jackson bad, girl we Michael Jackson bad
She said she wants to f**k me, wit' my getting money a**
I said I had like 30 on me nah but this ain't cash
Got another hundred worth of jewelry in the bag
How you having soap how you having
How you making how you having swag
Every time I turn up, yeah they turn up on they a**
They don't got no d**e no more now the ni**a's sad
Imma go out there just like a dog and fishing bag
Imma go back to the basics stacking up the glass
Ni**a gon get dropped they dont wanna pay they tabs
Imma put them packs on a ni**a like some M's
Count the money once, I ain't f**king up the math
I count the money once and I ain't f**king up the math
I'm 'bout to get the motherf**kin' Benz for the staff
I'm back again I mother f**k for my hoe
I'm back to hittin the mafia, big chopper, big bankroll
2 chains go
Coming with the
We coming with that money ni**a be a silly hoe
take it from him
get your money up
Say she got some 50 thousand hundred some
Ni**a Chanel black slipper with no laces
I've been spending hundreds since they had small faces
I just told a ni**a had to strugle
I just told
get that mother f**king money what's your name?
B**ch you're rubberband
the juug do you make sue your folk straight?
When you pour that lean, do you know how good that act' taste (act' taste)
Baby girl you Michael Jackson bad
Michael Jackson bad, girl we Michael Jackson day
She said she wants to f**k me, what bout gettin money yeah
I said I had like 30 on me nah but this ain't cash
Got another hundred worth of jewelry in the bag
How you having soap how you having
How you making how you having swag
Every time I turn up, yeah they turn up on they a**
Girl got no d**e
Imma go out there just like a dog and fishing bag
Imma go back to the basics stacking up the glass
Ni**a gon get dropped they dont wanna pay they tabs
Imma put them packs on a ni**a like some M's
Count the money once, I ain't f**king up the math
I count the money once and I ain't f**king up the math
like a motherf**king
Yeah them boys watching (what)
Yeah I know they watching
So I know them boys so mad
Yeah I told them boys keep tabs, yeah
Lil Uzi counting money fast
Driving in that Lambo fast
Yeah you know I'm running through the racks
Cause you know things don't last
Took your girl, made her slow dance
Looked at her mom like 'No ma'am'
Slide in the A in the Lamb
Run up on me, it won't jam
Always counting them new bands
Reached in the pocket, my pants
Pulled out my pocket that's 10
Matching that white on white Phantom