Dopechella (Explicit)

作曲 : Mario Mims/Joshua Luellen/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer

作詞 : Mario Mims/Joshua Luellen/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer

808 Mafia

Just touched down at Coachella

Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?

Ayy, let that beat ride

Ayy, I'm big Gotti to you *****s, too

Can I keep it all the way G?

Put some respect on that

I just touched down at Coachella

Half a brick of raw, hunnid a gram, none lesser

Let's get these suburban kids on they level

Better yet, these artists, whatever

My backyard like a resort

Just beat another day in court

Palm trees in the skyline

Four Rolls-Royces and they all mine

I may paint them ******* Nipsey blue (Whoop, whoop, whoop)

All my *****s trained, no talk, just shoot

And all my ******* trained to pull *******

And if you snitchin', *****, keep your distance (Woo)

My bedroom look like the St. Regis

Freedom in America, I pledge allegiance (On God)

My closet lookin' like it's Saks Fifth (Ftt)

I may buy your girlfriend a gift

Double C's got my closet like it's Crip walkin'

I'll silence these *****s if they keep talkin'

My ***** look down like I'm a ****, you speak, she keep walkin'

Still in touch with my plug, sometimes we speak often (Hello?)

'Cause I cherish my relationships ('Migos)

Every month I'm at the dealership (I am)

Who need a runner when you get it shipped?

Safe landing, pilot get a tip

Backyard like a resort (Huh)

Just another day in court (Huh)

Palm trees in the skyline (Skyline)

Four Rolls-Royces and they all mine

Might put X-X-X on all my tags (Extension)

Tell Virgil I want all the bags

Louis duffel and it's see through (See through)

A couple million and a Drak', too (Brr)

My Rolls truck white-white (White)

I was sellin' *****s off-white late night (Nights)

Junkie put her in a shooter (Pew), take flight (Gone)

Black and white jet, Puma, out of state flight (Yeah)

I just sold out the arena

My mama proud, you shoulda seen her

All smiles when she see her son (Her son)

I'm a gangster, look what I've become

I'm at Prive havin' lunch

Conference call with Roc Nation, 30 million in a month (Woo)

You *****s 4th and 30, that's a punt (Punt)

Five hundred on a watch, that ain't a stunt (Stunt)

My backyard like a resort

Just beat another day in court

Palm trees in the skyline

Four Rolls-Royces and they all mine (Maybach Music)

Phantoms in the parkin' lot, look at it, made man

Just left the jewelry store, don't I look amazin'?

Every where I go I got them things with me

Wanna see my *****s on, it's still the same with me

Do it for the loyalty, not just a chain from me

All through my *****s cribs, it's picture frames of me

Shots from assault rifles when my name come in

A hunnid for the walk-through is when the planes come in

Five number ones, I think I broke Def Jam (Def Jam)

I had them people at that table like a meth lab (Meth lab)

Street dreams (Street dreams), street kings (Street kings)

RIP to Nipsey on his C thing (Uh)

Three rings (Uh), D. Wade (Huh)

Two words from mama, "Be safe"

I got your back, I pray you got mine

Biggest Crip to walk the USA to top five

Headlines (Pop), shots fired (Pop)

Arch rival in the dark, threw out my archive

Franchise fat boy (Woo)

Never been to Coachella, but still a landlord (Maybach Music)

Still countin' money and killin' ***** *****s

Ain't nothin' changed (Never)

Rest in peace, ***** (Huh)

On God, ftt