文本歌词

Aww Naww (Explicit) - Chris Webby
Written by：Christian Webster/Remo Rashid Green
Yeah webby
I've been going hard all these years been on the low
Used to show up to the spot and they would stop me at the door
Now my name is hot so they be acting like they know
And they leading my right through those velvet ropes
Now I got them saying aw naw who the hell let web by in
Aw naw who the hell let web by in
Aw naw so run and tell your friends
It's time to get it started mother f**ker let the games begin
Oh hello hi there back in the ring never fight fair
I swear shades on tint never seeing through my eye wear
No button down but I'm sleeved up so many shows and I fly there
And my fans be getting them tickets quicker
Than pissing in public in times square
That nightmare on your street stay with the hash like corned beef
And I light it up and I breathe
It and my blunt be full of that four leaf
We killing this and I'm on my grind running sh*t I got sore feet
24 deep on my tour bus rolling right out to the floor seats
I'm blowing up what are you doing sitting at home and you tubing
Hating on me from a laptop but these type of people I'm used to em
You ain't doing sh*t but smoking weed watching porn got no degree
You're a disappointment and blame everybody else
That you never got where you hoped to be
See I worked for it you sat back I grinned out while you relaxed
And now you like f**k Webb man yo I should be
Where he's at wait is that him did
He just cut the line wait where's denies at
But I ain't gotta say nothing back cause I got your girlfriend on my lap
I've been going hard all these years been on the low
Used to show up to the spot and they would stop me at the door
Now my name is hot so they be acting like they know
And they leading my right through those velvet ropes
Now I got them saying aw naw who the hell let web by in
Aw naw who the hell let web by in
Aw naw so run and tell your friends
It's time to get it started mother f**ker let the games begin
Somebody turn my mic on throw in that beat I could ride on
Shut up and listen cause f**k it I'm spitting so cold blooded python
Connecticut over to Saigon looking at me as if I am an icon
Getting that dough like I started with tea won
Drinking this gin they be calling me Quinton
Started out in that small time misshapes in the trunk of the car
That I was driving in
That optimal with back bumper hanging off the side
People honking at me get off the road
Getting pulled over so often I'd have my registration at all times
Hanging out my window like
Sorry guy I know I was speeding I'm f**king high
But my plates are good and I'm f**king dry
Smoked all my weed on my way down here
We ain't got no charges f**k you bye
Peel off in that sh*t box so kick rocks I'm out of here
Then head back to my parents house and get drunk
Until I run out of beer
But that was then now I'm living differently
The clubs that would always turn me away now
They all let me in for free
The girls that used to blow me off now they all on their frigging knees
Still blowing me off only difference now it's literally
I've been going hard all these years been on the low
Used to show up to the spot and they would stop me at the door
Now my name is hot so they be acting like they know
And they leading my right through those velvet ropes
Now I got them saying aw naw who the hell let web by in
Aw naw who the hell let web by in
Aw naw so run and tell your friends
It's time to get it started mother f**ker let the games begin