Joseph & Mary
(专辑: Designer Talk 2 - 2020)
[Yung Bans:] Yeah, hold up Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy M-M-Marvy (Ayy) [Lil Tracy:] Okay, she suck on dick like she wanna get married (She wanna get married) But I'm not fucking that bitch, we like Joseph and Mary (Jospeh and Mary) Too many racks, this shit getting scary (Shit getting scary) I
don't not rap, so please don't compare me To these niggas that want clout more than they want the
bag I'm finna move out of my house into another pad These niggas still sleeping on couches, what the
fuck is that? (What the
fuck is that?) Feel like Future, walking round in Gucci bucket hats I
woke up this morning, I
look in the
mirror I'm glad to be me Then I
run up my racks for whole fucking day then I
go to sleep Boy you fake as your diamonds, you fake as a
btich, boy you need to decease Yes I'm fly as a
pilot, my diamonds legit and they wet like a
sea (Let's go, let's go, okay) I'm with Bans in this bitch we got freaky hoes (We got freaky hoes) I
like when the
pussy be tight like a
cheerio (Like a
cheerio, woo) I
like rocking expensive materials (Materials) She put the
drugs on her tongue, I'm like, "Here we go" I
know they mad that I'm happy I
was fucking your bitch, you was playing a
game, I
can see why that made you unhappy No kids, but she calling me daddy Why you keep talking about me, I'ma put your ass right in a
caddy Okay, she suck on dick like she wanna get married (She wanna get married) But I'm not fucking that bitch, we like Joseph and Mary (Jospeh and Mary) Too many racks, this shit getting scary (Shit getting scary) I
don't not rap, so please don't compare me To these niggas that want clout more than they want the
bag I'm finna move out of my house into another pad These niggas still sleeping on couches, what the
fuck is that? (What the
fuck is that?) Feel like Future, walking round in Gucci bucket hats [Yung Bans:] Money on money, hundreds on hundreds, woah I
ride around with that cutter Young nigga straight out the
slum Hundred racks in the
Goyard Just a
young nigga, I
get to the
money, I
break the
bank Say you robbed me, that shit there cap, that shit no way Hit from the
back, I
pull out, bust all on her lace These niggas broke as fuck, I
see it in they face They know how I
come, I'm so 1OF1 Me and Tracy like blood, we got millions We straight out the
slums, get flyer than slums Good girls like nuns, I
shoot up the
club [Lil Tracy:] Okay, she suck on dick like she wanna get married (She wanna get married) But I'm not fucking that bitch, we like Joseph and Mary (Jospeh and Mary) Too many racks, this shit getting scary (Shit getting scary) I
don't not rap, so please don't compare me To these niggas that want clout more than they want the
bag I'm finna move out of my house into another pad These niggas still sleeping on couches, what the
fuck is that? (What the
fuck is that?) Feel like Future, walking round in Gucci bucket hats