Lyrics
Ya, ya-ya-ya (ya, ya)
Ya, ya-ya-ya (ya, ya)
Ya, ya-ya-ya (ya, ya)
(Groovy, everywhere)
Yeah, ey
If you don't know by now, man, we don't fuck around
(We don't fuck around)
They taking shots but we ain't ducking down
(We ain't ducking down)
Ain't no marathon but we run the town
All I wanna do is make my mama proud
(Make my mama proud)
You think I'm popping, I ain't even get it started yet
Rest in paradise to the dearly departed, yes
Your girl want this Asian boy, I'm just being honest, blessed
I'm thinking 'bout my moves till I lay my head to rest
When I go look in the mirror (hoo)
All that I'm seeing is fresh (fresh)
Ain't no DJ Khaled here
But they still know we the best (best)
I'm only seen speaking the truth (truth)
With a lion tatted all on my chest
Feeling so stressed
Your chick is obsessed
With me so you trying to flex (fle-flex)
Givenchy buttoned up, I took it to the dryer (dryer)
I'll cut these chickies off, man, I'ma get the pliers (pliers)
Couple bottle Ace's on my rider (rider)
We took it this far but man we gon' take it higher (higher, higher)
Thank God, thank God the world is feeling me
Draped all, draped all up in these silky sheets
Fake love, fake love you just ain't real to me
The third strike, my life, this shit a trilogy
If you don't know by now, man, we don't fuck around
(We don't fuck around)
They taking shots but we ain't ducking down
(We ain't ducking down)
Ain't no marathon but we run the town
All I wanna do is make my mama proud
(Make my mama proud)
We hella fruity yeah, getting litty yeah, yeah
We hella fruity yeah, getting litty yeah, yeah
We hella fruity yeah, getting litty yeah, yeah
We hella fruity yeah, getting litty yeah
Ay 我才不像你 娇里娇气
永远不明白我的遭遇
你唯一能够做的就是感到焦虑