Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Suono


Interfaccia


Livello di difficoltà


Accento



linguaggio dell'interfaccia

it

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Gestione dei Cookie   |   Supporto   |   FAQ
1
registrati/accedi
Lyrkit

donare

5$

Lyrkit

donare

10$

Lyrkit

donare

20$

Lyrkit

E/o supportarmi sui social. reti:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Takeoff

Bars Into Captions

 

Bars Into Captions

(album: Only Built For Infinity Links - 2022)


[Quavo:]
Yeah, Quavo (Buddah Bless this beat)

Welcome to Atlanta, baby, it's bigger than magic
Where young niggas pull up Lambo' trucks and still trapping (Skrrt)
Only place where you can pull up a bad bitch in traffic
Just keep that fire on you (Baow)
Won't catch me lacking (Nah)
I put that shit on, lil' nigga, this that real fashion
Now every time they see the Huncho, they like, "Shawty havin'" (Gone)
We too player with the ball, bae, we all passing (Player)
After hour, wall-to-wall, she a hookah savage (Hookah)
Yellow gold ropes lit up before' for the karats (Ice)
Having motion, having too much motion, we too active (Woo)
Turn my savage up (Up)
Nigga 'cause the streets get nasty
When P signed me, I see millions in the garbage bag (Su')
Just like Diddy in my city, making them bands, can't quit
Then put a Rollie on this wrist, said I was cooking some grounds with
Think I'm bullshitting (Ooh)
Come down to the city and it's lit
All these hoes thick (Woo)
We gon' fuck 'em all and get rich

So quit worring 'bout a bitch and get your bag, lil' buddy (Oh, yeah)
When you see this double cup, you got to know that it's muddy (Ah, yeah, mud)
And I ain't going for nothing (Go)
Unless she going for something (Go)
And she ain't gon' for nothing (Go)
Unless she going for money (Uh)
Now this her first time in Atlanta
Bounce that ass for the camera
Where your hammer? (Baow)
You know it ain't shit sweet off in Atlanta
This the city (Woo)
You know this where the trappers turn to rappers (Trappers)
Don't tolerate no cappers (Yeah)
Turn these bars into captions (Captions)

[Takeoff:]
And we are
Creatures that come from another planet (Creature)
The rocket ship take off, I'm 'bout to land it (Takeoff)
I got a stick, the switch is automatic (Brrt)
Ain't never average, keep that "shh" in the attic (Let's get it)
Don't tell me lies
Look at your neck, your chest, your breasts
Tell me everything that's on your nasty mind (Don't lie to me)
Your friends be telling me that you telling 'em 'bout the D
You riding your tank on E, so how you drive? (Skrrt)
I love who you are
Hate that you can't
You're so Anne Frank
Let's take a trip to Greece and hide out for a week (Week)
She got a body, petite physique
I went and got me a new Phillippe
I'ma make her cunt squirt, skeet-skeet (Splash)
She ain't gotta wrap her hair up in my silk sheets (Hell, nah)
Smash and hit the block, like what the lick read? (Talk to me)
Brand new AP straight out the factory (AP)
When I'm on stage, and at my shows, bitches, they grabbing me (Get 'em)
Yeah, I'm the rocket, they calling me, "Takeoff"
How is you passing me? (How?)
You barely see me
But if you do, somebody answer me
He in the 'Cat, I'm in the 'Gatti
That shit ain't fast to me (Ha)
If I pay her rent and get her a bag, she give the cat to me (Me)

[Quavo:]
So quit worring 'bout a bitch and get your bag, lil' buddy (Ooh, ah, yeah)
When you see this double cup, you got to know that it's muddy (Ah, yeah)
And I ain't going for nothing (Go)
Unless she going for something (Go, ah, yeah)
And she ain't gon' for nothing (Go)
Unless she going for money (Uh)
Now this her first time in Atlanta (Yeah)
Bounce that ass for the camera (Ah)
Where your hammer? (Baow)
You know it ain't shit sweet off in Atlanta (Yeah, ah, no)
This the city (Woo)
You know this where the trappers turn to rappers (Trappers)
Don't tolerate no cappers (Yeah)
Turn these bars into captions (Captions, ah)

Infinity

Fatto

Hai aggiunto tutte le parole sconosciute di questa canzone?