文本歌词

In The Morning Feat. Kid Ink (Prod. by Chrishan) - Chrishan
I wake up in the morning
Brush them haters off in the morning
Yeah In the morning
I wake up in the morning
Brush them haters off in the morning
Yeah In the morning
Pour it up pour another drink
Tell me how it taste
Niggas hate
We know what it is
They know what it aint
Blowing dank
I might take yo b**ch
F**k her on a mink
Oh no wait
I might take yo b**ch
Feed her to the team
Bottles in the cooler
Models be from Aruba
Got medulla out in Cuba
Niggas think its a rumor
Til I pull up in the martin
Stuntin like we do ah
Girls on me
Im ready to give it to em
Hit the cool meet em at the pool
Million dollar views
50 girls back up in the room
Going down the flo
Jacked up see me have a cup
Everything in 2′s
Never lose kings never lose
Shawty what it do
I wake up in the morning
Brush them haters off in the morning
Yeah In the morning
I wake up in the morning
Brush them haters off in the morning
Yeah In the morning
Throw it up baby hit the flo
I'll make the merry go down down
Show me how you want
Baby row that boat
Pour da mo for all these b**ch niggas forever fakin
Now dat Im famous all these women stay forever naked
Money by the 'cino
B**ches from Puerto Rico
Shots of the henny wash me down wit that greyho
Just a young ni**a with a dream from the ghetto
Now I f**k bad b**ches while they scream in the pillow
Hit the cool meet em at the pool
Million dollar views
50 girls back up in the room
Going down the flo
Jacked up see me have a cup
Everything in 2′s
Never lose kings never lose
Shawty what it do
I wake up in the morning
Brush them haters off in the morning
Yeah In the morning
I wake up in the morning
Brush them haters off in the morning
Yeah In the morning
I said I wake up in the morning
Something round 2 clock
Bout to do it big ni**a you could say I do a lot
Boom still loud boutta turn into a monsta
Middle finger up to everybody that mocked us
Now Im on errybody roster
Higher than rasta
I aint even conscious
All that cheap talk I dont even pay attention
We dont hold money baby
Let it burn like stem
Close to my dreams
I could feel it in inches
Im a half skinned and paid
Like Im living off of pension
Like a episode of maid
Yeah my life is like a TV show
I wake up in the morning
You can call me a cereal killer
I wake up in the morning
Brush them haters off in the morning
Yeah In the morning