24 - Money Man/Lil Baby.mp3 - 在线LRC歌词

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[00:15.366] (Yo, Nflated, spice that bitch up)
[00:15.807] Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
[00:16.806] R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
[00:18.767] I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours
[00:20.908] Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
[00:22.747] VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
[00:24.696] I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
[00:26.624] Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
[00:28.378] I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
[00:30.571] Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto
[00:32.301] Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door
[00:34.155] I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo
[00:36.009] Thirty laptops in my mother****in' condo
[00:38.005] White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo
[00:39.894] These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco
[00:41.983] Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo
[00:43.721] I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke
[00:45.726] Banana Cream Cake in my mother****in' hemp wrap
[00:47.650] If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back
[00:49.522] If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back
[00:51.573] Making hash oil, listening to Bank, Big Facts
[00:53.454] Making hash oil, listening to Scream, Big Facts
[00:55.348] All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped
[00:57.037] Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off
[00:59.008] I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off
[01:01.167] I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked
[01:02.482] My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep
[01:04.306] I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique
[01:05.935] I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques
[01:07.850] I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me
[01:10.273] Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly
[01:12.243] She know I'm vicious, I'm ****in' her savagely
[01:14.205] She know I get racks, she know my mentality
[01:16.113] Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga
[01:18.435] Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga
[01:19.879] Yeah, pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga
[01:21.620] Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas
[01:23.556] I'm the head bad guy, fifty different gridlines
[01:25.568] Turn a lacefront to a fire, fire hairline
[01:27.684] I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line
[01:29.376] Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine
[01:31.608] I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase
[01:33.532] ****ed up the profile, too many inquiries
[01:35.305] They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering
[01:36.988] All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering
[01:38.860] Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock
[01:40.975] I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps
[01:42.917] It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock
[01:44.565] Livin' off schemes, why is he on tip-top?
[01:46.787] Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
[01:48.172] R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
[01:50.370] I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours
[01:52.131] Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
[01:54.291] VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
[01:56.056] I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
[01:58.001] Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
[01:59.801] I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
[02:01.841] A1 Zone 4, I'm feelin' like Rocko
[02:03.865] Big, big spender, take a jet to Morocco
[02:05.711] I got pretty women showin' titties like I'm Flacko
[02:07.537] I came in a hard top, I'm still in the drop, though
[02:09.411] I can make the charts drop whenever I wan' drop somethin'
[02:11.426] I can give my big bro a dime, he'll pop somethin'
[02:13.396] These niggas not real slime, they imposter
[02:15.277] I know that my opps somewhere now playin' possum
[02:17.158] I come from a different type of cloth, we don't gossip
[02:18.994] Pussy nigga actin' like it's up, we'll chop him
[02:21.082] She diggin' the rocks in my ear, I'm a rockstar
[02:22.735] Come from out the trenches, gettin' paid like a popstar
[02:24.662] I be sellin' weed by the P like a rasta
[02:26.741] Who was in the car? Only me and a chopper
[02:28.602] I can make they heart stop if I decide to pop up
[02:30.277] I can make a million every month and don't drop nothin'
[02:32.410] I found out a way to make a thousand-dollar profit, uh
[02:34.171] Pilot say it's smellin' like weed in the cockpit
[02:35.982] I done made a quarter this week in Huaraches
[02:38.107] Top model with me tryna feed me hibachi
[02:40.076] I done got too much to lose, I'm cautious
[02:42.027] I done ran it up, I got sixteen watches
[02:43.692] Which one I'ma drive? I got sixteen options
[02:45.678] Hoppin' out thirty clip, bangin' 4 Pockets
[02:47.785] Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
[02:50.200] R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24

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(Yo, Nflated, spice that bitch up)
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto
Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door
I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo
Thirty laptops in my mother****in' condo
White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo
These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco
Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo
I'ma flip a Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke
Banana Cream Cake in my mother****in' hemp wrap
If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back
If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back
Making hash oil, listening to Bank, Big Facts
Making hash oil, listening to Scream, Big Facts
All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped
Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off
I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off
I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked
My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep
I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique
I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques
I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me
Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly
She know I'm vicious, I'm ****in' her savagely
She know I get racks, she know my mentality
Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga
Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga
Yeah, pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga
Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas
I'm the head bad guy, fifty different gridlines
Turn a lacefront to a fire, fire hairline
I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line
Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine
I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase
****ed up the profile, too many inquiries
They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering
All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering
Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock
I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps
It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock
Livin' off schemes, why is he on tip-top?
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours
Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains
VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter
Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her
I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower
A1 Zone 4, I'm feelin' like Rocko
Big, big spender, take a jet to Morocco
I got pretty women showin' titties like I'm Flacko
I came in a hard top, I'm still in the drop, though
I can make the charts drop whenever I wan' drop somethin'
I can give my big bro a dime, he'll pop somethin'
These niggas not real slime, they imposter
I know that my opps somewhere now playin' possum
I come from a different type of cloth, we don't gossip
Pussy nigga actin' like it's up, we'll chop him
She diggin' the rocks in my ear, I'm a rockstar
Come from out the trenches, gettin' paid like a popstar
I be sellin' weed by the P like a rasta
Who was in the car? Only me and a chopper
I can make they heart stop if I decide to pop up
I can make a million every month and don't drop nothin'
I found out a way to make a thousand-dollar profit, uh
Pilot say it's smellin' like weed in the cockpit
I done made a quarter this week in Huaraches
Top model with me tryna feed me hibachi
I done got too much to lose, I'm cautious
I done ran it up, I got sixteen watches
Which one I'ma drive? I got sixteen options
Hoppin' out thirty clip, bangin' 4 Pockets
Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24

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