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


インターフェース


難易度


アクセント



インターフェース言語

ja

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
登録/ログイン
Lyrkit

寄付する

5$

Lyrkit

寄付する

10$

Lyrkit

寄付する

20$

Lyrkit

そして/またはソーシャルで私をサポートしてください。ネットワーク:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Internet Money

Blastoff

 

Blastoff

(アルバム: B4 The Storm - 2020)


Internet Money, bitch
Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid

Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
Fuck with the gang and it be a tragedy
Fuck with my shooters, they in the back with me

Fuck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that shit been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that pussy, baby, that Mac and Cheese

I cannot show these bitches no sympathy
Who're these niggas? They simps and they hella bitch to me
I was just fortunate, got the remedy
Fuck that bitch and then dip, I got them chips to receive, yeah

Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
Fuck with the gang and it be a tragedy
Fuck with my shooters, they in the back with me (Uh)

You picked that knife up and you stabbing me (Uh)
Wish it was a paper cut, but it's a gash, I bleed out
In a way, you keep harassing me
It's a shame this the way that it has to be, oh
Uh, yeah, time is of the essence
You know damn well you bring hell, I should call a reverend
Devil horns on a angel, still haven't learned my lesson, uh
We're a mess and our life's a wreck (Hey)
Toxic, toxic, toxic
The most beautiful things grow old and start rotting
I should've turned away when I found out you were demonic
Let's be honest, you're the devil's daughter
Say hey to your father, uh, he owe me twenty dollars
We gon' run through hell with like twenty-hundred choppers
We gon' give 'em hell and I put that on my mama
Me and Trippie Redd booling back in the Bahamas

Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
Fuck with the gang and it be a tragedy
Fuck with my shooters, they in the back with me

Fuck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that shit been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that pussy, baby, that Mac and Cheese

Gang, gang, gang
Probably fucking your mama
Three K on my wrist like André
Serving like entrée
Ha, huh, you dig? You dig? You dig?

終わり

この曲の聞きなれない単語はすべてあなたが追加したのですか?