Droppin Jewels (Explicit)-Young Thug

歌手 : Young Thug

专辑 : Punk (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:38

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TXT Droppin Jewels (Explicit)-Young Thug 文本歌词

Droppin Jewels (Explicit) - Young Thug

Show me that I'm done I'm finished here but still no fear yeah

Ain't no more reminiscin'

Ain't no more judgin' no intuition

Tell me why I'm livin' why am I remaining here

I was smokin' 'Scotti but not Pippen

I taught my son how to stack that s**t to the ceiling

Drop a body and you wouldn't have to pay for lunch

I told my dawg I'm ridin' whether he right or wrong

I done got big they record my life through a drone

I told my b***h to stand behind me I'm in my zone

She like "How the f**k you ain't never wrote a song"

Same reason your fine a*s ain't never wore a thong

You ain't ridin' for life then I'd just rather ride alone

Bought you a spot now you don't ever gotta go

Yeah I told my n***a I'ma drop the jewels on him

You gotta go through this s**t with your heart you can't snooze on it

It's bad you better get rid of it or lose on it

I know you heard that old saying about bad fruit homie

Huh if you can't beat 'em knock it out 'em

Huh if you gon' kill 'em better not be sloppy

I told my daughter "Keep one in the head" she ain't gotta cock it

I told my son if he wanted to live he might catch a body

I told my son he ain't a cheerleader but he might gotta catch a body

His driver named Joe but he still can't do it sloppy

I just hopped up out that Ghost I been drivin' a dead body

I ain't really into nothin' but I spend it like a hobby

I was locked inside the trap didn't think about it but I got out it

And my cars and clothes exotic

Ain't 6ix9ine but two h*es with me right now you can call me Shotti

I been droppin' all my Vicks and now the FBI won't stop me

Got this s**t on fire like Takis n***a woah woah

Show me that I'm done I'm finished here but still no fear yeah

Ain't no more reminiscin'

Ain't no more judgin' no intuition

Tell me why I'm livin' why am I remaining here

I was smokin' 'Scotti but not Pippen

I taught my son how to stack that s**t to the ceiling

Yeah they complimentin' my new Rolls Royce

TV in the front of that motherf**ker like a tour bus

Spirit of ecstasy got me feelin' so blessed you see

I told my b***h I was 'bout to go shoot up Treaster Tree

Half a million dollars on my dawgs and all my cars

Couple millions to my mama and my pa

Got the sniper on the roof for n***as tryna act hard

I just bought a brand new coupe and it's a black Jaguar

Matte black old Trans Am thank you ma'am

We gon' make us a p**n star video new cam

I came up just watchin' my pop gamble my food stamps

I just cause cramps I don't go back and forth with tramps

Baby we stamped just for that I'ma call you "Ma'am"

Got the T-Rex I just gave my daddy the Cam

I got the sheets wet

Pick that lil' b***h up then I slam her like I'm from B-X

Then I fold her up like a clam yeah

It was dark then I came to the light

I was poor and now my doors suicide

I don't know how to make it right right

Got four Birkins for you keep it light light

I don't care about you leavin' me

I got no time to try to make it right

I just hope you find another life

I'll pick you up if you ever fall right

Show me that I'm done I'm finished here but still no fear yeah

Ain't no more reminiscin'

Ain't no more judgin' no intuition

Tell me why I'm livin' why am I remaining here

I was smokin' 'Scotti but not Pippen

I taught my son how to stack that s**t to the ceiling