文本歌词

Lyrics by：Nick Mira/Taz Taylor/Jarad Higgins/Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Composed by：Nick Mira/Taz Taylor/Jarad Higgins/Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Lil Tecca：
Turn you to a dancer
Yeah
Internet Money b***h
Lil Tecca：
I got black I got white what you want
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow I take they a*s for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots wanna lick the gang yeah
I got red I got blue what you want
The Chanel or Balenciaga Louis and Vuitton
She know I got the Fendi Prada when I hit Milan
I needed me a die or rider I need me the one
I started from the bottom you could see the way I stunt
I want all the diamonds I want that s**t to weigh a ton
The opps they tryna line me 'cause they hate the place I'm from
But them n***as don't know me they just know the place I'm from
I got lots of shawties tryna pull up to my place
But you ain't want me last year
So just get up out my face
They all up in my inbox so I know they want a taste
I know they want my downfall lil' n***a are you laced
Yeah
I got black I got white what you want
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow I take they a*s for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots wanna lick the gang yeah
Juice WRLD：
I'm in it to win it I'ma be the best yes sir
Started from the bottom I ain't had no one yes sir
Had to get big on them n***as Bruce Banner
Bro split wigs turn a n***a to a dancer
I got hard I got soft what you want
Since the day that I've been on they been blowing up my phone
I can't hear 'em I got all this loud in my lungs
Thumbin' through these blue faces while I'm smoking on runts
Uh I'm in the hills
Ooh yeah
Countin' them bills
Ooh yeah
All baguette diamonds
Ooh yeah
Chandelier give her chills
Yeah
Feel like yesterday I was just watching Fresh Prince
Uh
Now the crib look like Bel-Air R I P to Uncle Phil
Money big Uncle Phil
Twin Glocks Phil &Lil
N***as hate Uncle Tom
Spin them off me carousel
Get 'em off me go to hell
Silencer kill 'em soft
Tecca'll take you for ransom me I'll put you in a coffin
I got black I got white what you want
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow I take they a*s for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots wanna lick the gang yeah