文本歌词

NUN (Explicit) - Trippie Redd/DaBaby
Lyrics by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Jonathan Kirk/Sil Van Bebber/Hunter Roberts/Peter Jideonwo
Composed by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Jonathan Kirk/Sil Van Bebber/Hunter Roberts/Peter Jideonwo
Sil on the beat too
Uh-uh uh-uh
Yeah
Uh-uh uh-uh
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'
Yeah
Can't tell me ****
Oh oh oh oh
I done asked you 'What's your name'
I done asked you 'What's your game'
Yeah *****
Pull up in a whip that cost half a M
Yeah yeah yeah
Haven't known what's the name
I think it's a Celine ah yeah she wanna be part of my gang
She wanna get with the team
Prolly wanna take pictures with me
Prolly wanna take pictures with Trip'
Uh yeah
She run out screamin' now she 1400
I can show you how to go get some ************* money
But first n***a you gotta want it
N***a I ain't trippin' on **** I ain't sad I'm just bluntin'
I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' some money
With me a bad lil' ***** long hair fat a*s and I love it
She prolly thinkin' 'bout having a hubby
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout having a new ***** letting her hair blow
Go
Tell her 'Put that in a hairbow'
Go go go
Still selling ************* elbows
Yeah yeah yeah
Put that on the L-O yeah these n***as know how I'm rockin'
Yeah bow bow bow
These n***as know how I get
Yeah
I pull down my shirt whenever I hop out my whip
Woo woo woo
I had to cover my glick
Yeah
I'm tryna bake me a n***a bake him like a fish
Bow bow
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'
Yeah
Can't tell me ****
Yeah goin' hard
Go go go
Every day goin' hard yeah
I got racks for days
Go
Goin' hard
Grew up in them trenches
Go
You couldn't tell me nothin'
Yeah grew up up on that block boy I'm mama's son
Bah
Pullin' up fleet of trucks like Obama's son
Bah yeah
I've been selling out arenas like I'm Donda's son
Gang
Told 'em 'Make a wish' like I'm Cosmo and Wanda's son
Ha
My future bright my heart dark like it ain't got the Sun
Ha
I heard you're racin' to the top boy you better run
N***as know that I'm the **** boy you better plunge
They like 'Trip where you get that drip' Boy it's one of one
**** *****
I heard them p***y n***as thought that I was one and done
**** ****
I'm from 800 where them choppers spray we run and gun
Bah
I thought a p***y a*s ***** n***a said somethin'
Brah brah brah
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'
Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'
Yeah
Can't tell me ****