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[00:00.000] 作词 : Keith Cozart/Ian O’Neill Smith[00:00.506] 作曲 : Keith Cozart/Ian O’Neill Smith[00:01.013][Intro: ian][00:10.651]Hey[00:10.902][00:11.543][Verse 1: ian][00:11.797]"ian, wake yo' ass up, always smokin' weed"[00:14.519]I was late to my last show 'cause I was smokin' weed[00:17.700]I just caught a flight and woke up eatin' new cuisine[00:20.643]Spent time with a five and turned that bitch to a Hadid[00:23.316][00:23.574][Chorus: ian][00:23.860]Plane back to Cali', I need gas at my doorstep[00:26.778]Boy run his mouth, I'm runnin' straight to his ho crib (Bitch)[00:29.970]I could give a goddamn who you roll with[00:32.685]I'm O.T. 'cause ain't no Winfrey, shoutout Oprah[00:35.622]Had to leave you quick, this freaky bitch kept tryna film me[00:38.597]Always chattin' shit, boy, you worse than Wendy Williams[00:41.615]Tried of all these sorry hoes always tellin' sob story[00:44.616]Get up off my couch and get a mother****in' job, shorty[00:45.233][00:46.890][Verse 2: Chief Keef][00:47.692]S-s-so much mud in my cup, bitch, I'd prolly leave a stain[00:50.629]Should've bought some real estate, my dumbass bought a chain[00:53.640]Ridin' with my killers, bitch, we make you feel some pain[00:56.621]So damn high, a nigga startin' to talk like Johnny Dang[00:59.593]Baby, Sosa always want the colors with some wings[01:02.611]That's why I go up and set that Lambo' on them things[01:05.634]Run up on the gang, we take your bitch-ass to the range[01:08.664]Send you to the sky, you're just not goin' on a plane[01:11.916]Nigga, I don't know you, I don't wanna shake your hand[01:14.840]Life give you lemons, make a lemonade stand[01:17.748]Money over bitches, nigga, we only chasin' bands[01:20.712]Three things I won't take: shit, pussy, and a stand[01:23.671]Seen me in the hood? I probably sold your ass a kilo[01:26.854]And when I was broke, bitches still was droppin' steelo[01:29.520]On a Lamborghini yacht, ho, I ain't settlin' for a speedboat[01:32.750]Bought my cars cash, so them bitches can't get repo'd[01:33.332][01:34.698][Chorus: ian][01:35.779]Plane back to Cali', I need gas at my doorstep[01:38.713]Boy run his mouth, I'm runnin' straight to his ho crib (Bitch)[01:42.005]I could give a goddamn who you roll with[01:44.739]I'm O.T. 'cause ain't no Winfrey, shoutout Oprah[01:47.730]Had to leave you quick, this freaky bitch kept tryna film me[01:50.638]Always chattin' shit, boy, you worse than Wendy Williams[01:53.618]Tried of all these sorry hoes always tellin' sob story[01:56.653]Get up off my couch and get a mother****in' job, shorty[01:57.268][01:58.344][Verse 3: ian][01:59.682]'16 Westbrook, you're cool, but your team suck[02:02.629]Ran up four million in a plain ****in' T-shirt[02:06.067]I could take your ass to school, get to teachin'[02:08.598]No, I don't remember what you told me, I was geeked, bitch[02:12.139]Boy, you gettin' way too old for a finsta[02:14.573]Ho straight from 90210, she don't get nothin'[02:17.614]Throwed off a different type of dope, I don't feel nothin'[02:20.621]I could probably pay for your whole bowl with a fit pic'[02:24.151]Treat the 'Rari like a mother****in' RipStik[02:27.061]She treat the Molly like it's mother****in' candy[02:29.720]I could walk a mile in them sorry-ass sandals[02:32.644]It's paper on the ground, tell me, why the hell I stand up?[02:33.177][02:34.812][Outro: ian][02:36.139]On God