LALO - Conway The Machine/Benny the Butcher.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Demond Price/Jeremine Pennick/Justin Harrell/Ben Poupore
[00:00.197] 作曲 : Demond Price/Jeremine Pennick/Justin Harrell/Ben Poupore
[00:00.394][Intro: Conway the Machine]
[00:08.114]Woo, woo
[00:11.299][Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
[00:12.099]Don't minimize my grind I've been on
[00:15.821]Killin' time since the minute that I signed
[00:18.739]You ain't findin' these kicks, these shits is limited design
[00:21.661]My mom pick the decor for the interior design, look (Get the house right)
[00:25.682]We about ownin' properties, how it got to be
[00:28.081]Too many shots, deceased
[00:29.966]Then they mom's gotta sell dinners when they die
[00:31.288]Like (Tss), that's the atrocity (It's ****ed up)
[00:33.942]Take your trap money, buy back the hood, that's my philosophy (Uh-huh)
[00:37.663]But niggas be speedin' through life, high velocity
[00:40.649]I'm in a drop, two-seater, b***h with me lookin' like Jocelyn
[00:43.566]I'm askin' God to please Kalan and me (Haha)
[00:46.240]Let me take on shoppin' spree
[00:47.571]Niggas ain't flyer than me and can't **** with me sonically (Talk to 'em)
[00:50.775]These new rap niggas my sons, I'm feelin' fatherly (Uh-huh)
[00:53.676]Respect it more than your father, boy, you should honor me (Woo)
[00:56.869]Well, **** your father, I would take my razor to his face
[01:00.057]And leave the scars shaped like an apostrophe, look (Hold that)
[01:02.989]Machine back, the nigga they can't **** with
[01:05.105]I'm just gettin' in my groove, I'm really just gettin' adjusted (I'm gettin' in my bag)
[01:08.296]Look, I mixed the soda with the yola and I fluffed it (Whip)
[01:11.765]Cooked my first quarter brick and ****ed it up, 'cause I rushed it, ah (Swear to God)
[01:15.449]Two ounces bagged up in twenties, I'm disgusted
[01:17.842]When Neiman and Johnny Walker raided the spot, I flushed it (Toilet bag)
[01:21.038]Niggas talkin' all this rich shit and all this tough shit
[01:23.944]That b***h you puttin' babies in, nigga, I wouldn't touch (Hahaha)
[01:27.403]With a ten for pole, bought me a Benz to stroll (Ah)
[01:30.074]Neck full of expensive gold (Ah)
[01:31.144]Wrist got presidential role (Ah), Bottega on my ****ing' toe (Woo)
[01:34.330]Uh, Bentayga when she hit the rogue
[01:37.517]I pay for and that b***h is cold, I'm basically a different zone
[01:40.443][Chorus: Conway the Machine & Benny The Butcher]
[01:40.698]Drug money (Drug money), drug money (Talk to 'em)
[01:43.624]Them b*****s love niggas with drug money (Drug money)
[01:46.026]**** on her good, then she can't get a hug from me (Hahaha)
[01:48.956]The b*****s love niggas with drug money, yeah (Drug money)
[01:52.703]Drug money (Uh), drug money (Real shit though)
[01:55.368]Them b*****s love niggas with drug money (Neiman and Johnny Walker)
[01:57.545]Niggas postin' pics on the 'Gram with the plug money (Raided my shit twice)
[02:01.515]So niggas kick down your door for the drug money, yeah (The Butcher comin', nigga)
[02:04.459]
[02:04.706][Verse 2: Benny The Butcher]
[02:04.971]I'm tryna be careful 'bout what I say on this
[02:07.927]Ain't talkin' food when I say filet-o-fish, that's a yayo dish
[02:10.586]Get with me, bills crispy, straight from the bank with it (Nigga)
[02:13.774]Countin' sound like openin' bags of potato chips (Hahaha)
[02:16.956]**** these funny artists that know about money launderin'
[02:19.906]Price is so low, other hustlers hope I get caught again
[02:23.096]I'm in my hood, ****in' around with my homie, arguin'
[02:26.313]'Bout who sold more, if it's him (Shit), least I taught him it
[02:29.222]Peddle c*****e, Mexican grade, then I stepped on mine with it (I did)
[02:30.733]What they sayin', except for I am secure as the FOI (Ah)
[02:35.718]I can detect a spy (I can), they tryna connect the guys (For real)
[02:38.896]From the corner, we fed with pies, the word is I bled it dry
[02:41.560]My old motto was "If she wanna spend, she gotta help trap"
[02:45.015]But puttin' my b***h in harm's way, it wasn't no sense in that (Uh-uh)
[02:47.927]'Cause I need her to have my back, in case somebody else cracked
[02:51.106]I let her spend all these racks, but remind her that I'm the catch
[02:54.036]These bricks that I'm handlin' and these shifts that I'm managin'
[02:56.971]Made me and my friends famous, like Jennifer Aniston (Let's go)
[03:00.699]It's gon' take drug money to keep her especially (Ah)
[03:03.368]She either Ginger Rothstein, or Keisha from Belly, let's go
[03:06.027][Chorus: Conway the Machine]
[03:06.561]Drug money (Drug money), drug money (Talk to 'em)
[03:10.317]Them b*****s love niggas with drug money ('Kay)
[03:13.249]**** on her good, then she can't get a hug from me (Hahaha)
[03:16.437]The b*****s love niggas with drug money, yeah (Drug money)
[03:19.385]Drug money (Drug money), drug money (Drug money)
[03:22.564]Them b*****s love niggas with drug money (Drug money)
[03:25.504]Niggas postin' pics on the 'Gram with the plug money (Ah)
[03:28.715]So niggas kick down your door for the drug money, yeah
[03:31.641]
[03:31.896][Verse 3: 38 Spesh]
[03:32.158]These hoes meet you and have a field day
[03:34.554]She got you saved in her phone under "bill paid"
[03:37.766]I watch sports on a chill day
[03:40.417]Cop brick by the Staples Center, but send 'em where the bills play
[03:43.868]Don't trust hoes cause they will stray
[03:46.514]**** a b***h, this blue steel tray is my real ba
[03:50.259]You gon' need something that kill pain
[03:52.928]I bring a 500 judge to a fight like it's Mills Lane
[03:56.384]I don't treat a hoe great, I treat a hoe fair
[03:59.584]If you treat a hoe great then she won't care
[04:03.058]Take a hoe on a date, b***h I won't dare
[04:06.267]Might get a to-go plate, we can both share
[04:09.441]King of the streets, I did the most here
[04:12.164]Set the city on fire, build an empire before the smoke clear
[04:15.401]Yeah, I just hit a big weight robbery
[04:18.320]Gamble with life, like it's the quick play lottery
[04:21.510]I give space and privacy
[04:22.836]Nigga I could teach a class about bars and call it mixtapeology
[04:27.879]A b***h can't lie to me, I only let her take d**k
[04:31.070]You let the b***h dictate policy
[04:33.729]Trust
[04:34.789][Outro: Conway the Machine]
[04:35.046]Drug money (Drug money, drug money)

文本歌词

作词 : Demond Price/Jeremine Pennick/Justin Harrell/Ben Poupore
作曲 : Demond Price/Jeremine Pennick/Justin Harrell/Ben Poupore
Woo, woo
Don't minimize my grind I've been on
Killin' time since the minute that I signed
You ain't findin' these kicks, these shits is limited design
My mom pick the decor for the interior design, look (Get the house right)
We about ownin' properties, how it got to be
Too many shots, deceased
Then they mom's gotta sell dinners when they die
Like (Tss), that's the atrocity (It's ****ed up)
Take your trap money, buy back the hood, that's my philosophy (Uh-huh)
But niggas be speedin' through life, high velocity
I'm in a drop, two-seater, b***h with me lookin' like Jocelyn
I'm askin' God to please Kalan and me (Haha)
Let me take on shoppin' spree
Niggas ain't flyer than me and can't **** with me sonically (Talk to 'em)
These new rap niggas my sons, I'm feelin' fatherly (Uh-huh)
Respect it more than your father, boy, you should honor me (Woo)
Well, **** your father, I would take my razor to his face
And leave the scars shaped like an apostrophe, look (Hold that)
Machine back, the nigga they can't **** with
I'm just gettin' in my groove, I'm really just gettin' adjusted (I'm gettin' in my bag)
Look, I mixed the soda with the yola and I fluffed it (Whip)
Cooked my first quarter brick and ****ed it up, 'cause I rushed it, ah (Swear to God)
Two ounces bagged up in twenties, I'm disgusted
When Neiman and Johnny Walker raided the spot, I flushed it (Toilet bag)
Niggas talkin' all this rich shit and all this tough shit
That b***h you puttin' babies in, nigga, I wouldn't touch (Hahaha)
With a ten for pole, bought me a Benz to stroll (Ah)
Neck full of expensive gold (Ah)
Wrist got presidential role (Ah), Bottega on my ****ing' toe (Woo)
Uh, Bentayga when she hit the rogue
I pay for and that b***h is cold, I'm basically a different zone
Drug money (Drug money), drug money (Talk to 'em)
Them b*****s love niggas with drug money (Drug money)
**** on her good, then she can't get a hug from me (Hahaha)
The b*****s love niggas with drug money, yeah (Drug money)
Drug money (Uh), drug money (Real shit though)
Them b*****s love niggas with drug money (Neiman and Johnny Walker)
Niggas postin' pics on the 'Gram with the plug money (Raided my shit twice)
So niggas kick down your door for the drug money, yeah (The Butcher comin', nigga)

I'm tryna be careful 'bout what I say on this
Ain't talkin' food when I say filet-o-fish, that's a yayo dish
Get with me, bills crispy, straight from the bank with it (Nigga)
Countin' sound like openin' bags of potato chips (Hahaha)
**** these funny artists that know about money launderin'
Price is so low, other hustlers hope I get caught again
I'm in my hood, ****in' around with my homie, arguin'
'Bout who sold more, if it's him (Shit), least I taught him it
Peddle c*****e, Mexican grade, then I stepped on mine with it (I did)
What they sayin', except for I am secure as the FOI (Ah)
I can detect a spy (I can), they tryna connect the guys (For real)
From the corner, we fed with pies, the word is I bled it dry
My old motto was "If she wanna spend, she gotta help trap"
But puttin' my b***h in harm's way, it wasn't no sense in that (Uh-uh)
'Cause I need her to have my back, in case somebody else cracked
I let her spend all these racks, but remind her that I'm the catch
These bricks that I'm handlin' and these shifts that I'm managin'
Made me and my friends famous, like Jennifer Aniston (Let's go)
It's gon' take drug money to keep her especially (Ah)
She either Ginger Rothstein, or Keisha from Belly, let's go
Drug money (Drug money), drug money (Talk to 'em)
Them b*****s love niggas with drug money ('Kay)
**** on her good, then she can't get a hug from me (Hahaha)
The b*****s love niggas with drug money, yeah (Drug money)
Drug money (Drug money), drug money (Drug money)
Them b*****s love niggas with drug money (Drug money)
Niggas postin' pics on the 'Gram with the plug money (Ah)
So niggas kick down your door for the drug money, yeah

These hoes meet you and have a field day
She got you saved in her phone under "bill paid"
I watch sports on a chill day
Cop brick by the Staples Center, but send 'em where the bills play
Don't trust hoes cause they will stray
**** a b***h, this blue steel tray is my real ba
You gon' need something that kill pain
I bring a 500 judge to a fight like it's Mills Lane
I don't treat a hoe great, I treat a hoe fair
If you treat a hoe great then she won't care
Take a hoe on a date, b***h I won't dare
Might get a to-go plate, we can both share
King of the streets, I did the most here
Set the city on fire, build an empire before the smoke clear
Yeah, I just hit a big weight robbery
Gamble with life, like it's the quick play lottery
I give space and privacy
Nigga I could teach a class about bars and call it mixtapeology
A b***h can't lie to me, I only let her take d**k
You let the b***h dictate policy
Trust
Drug money (Drug money, drug money)