Rich in Rome - ian/LAZER DIM 700.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ian Smith/D'evokeyous Hamilton/Jacquan Andrews/Ronald Latour
[00:07.667]Yeah, yeah
[00:12.871]Uh, took back the Porsche, I was drivin' too fast, got caught in Carolina, now I gotta do court
[00:16.792]Never ever, ever break bread to be layin' in no bed with no bitch who ain't part of your story
[00:20.101]Hermès blanket with the Hermès sheets with the Hermès pillows, I'ma Hermès snore
[00:23.429]Me and ian fire out your suite, we kickin' shit in, we kickin' your mother****in' door
[00:27.050]Sleep on me back then, them folks done woke up, back then I was poor
[00:30.464]Lebron in my pants, I got Glock 23, I'm talkin' 'bout Michael Jordan
[00:33.837]They be like "ian, you been duckin'?" Why is that my bad? I tell a bitch "I got bored"
[00:37.258]She got no interest in learnin' about my past, that bitch wanna spend my money
[00:40.600]Lil' ass deal just hit, you can bet your ass, he already spent that hundred
[00:44.268]Skinny-ass pants, I can't even fit my bands inside these ****in' Purple
[00:47.594]Skinny-ass blunt, I'm still gettin' high as hell 'cause this shit ****in' purple
[00:51.167]Fine shit, I got this bitch fine as hell, she don't need no ****in' surgeon
[00:54.434]Y'all boys be like "Damn, my bitch love ian, I can't ****in' stand him"
[00:57.847]I keep waking up lost again and again, I need some ****in' answers
[01:01.421]Shit been gettin' pricy with these brands, I start to ****in' shoplift
[01:04.731]Everybody gettin' geeked up on these drugs, everybody ****in' pop shit
[01:08.385]Me and ian done smoked too many blunts, we inside the ****in' cockpit
[01:11.765]We perform this shit, we goin' crazy, get inside the ****in' moshpit
[01:15.125]Every fit I put on, this shit go crazy, niggas try to ****in' copy
[01:18.495]Every fit I put on, this shit look lazy, I'm still ****in' ballin'
[01:21.884]Took her out to eat, she ain't order that much, but she damn sure ate when we both got home
[01:25.232]Lil' ho a ten but she talk too much, I'm the only one ever that's told her, "No"
[01:28.612]I know the ho was gon' come, when she brought one friend, I knew the lil' ho gon' go
[01:32.017]I went out, I ain't gotta have a fire in my pants, I ain't gotta post at the store
[01:35.170]Youngin', I'm rich as hell and my face card good in the streets and I still get the bags for the low
[01:38.867]This a weak-ass beat, I'ma still run this bitch 'cause I'm still tryna work on my flow (Alright)
[01:42.394]Semi-automatic, fully-automatic, young nigga hop out lookin' like a pro (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
[01:45.740]Niggas swear he got it, nigga never had it, I don't wanna hang with you, boy, you a ho (Alright)
[01:49.961]I'm really a bad influence, I shouldn't be hangin' with ian (I shouldn't be)
[01:52.660]I'm lookin' for fine shit, young nigga came with LAZER and no, I ain't talkin' 'bout beams (****, ****)
[01:56.173]Nigga, you dead wrong, why you is you blowin' my phone up knowin' I'm high off the lean? (Alright)
[01:59.499]Nigga tryna reach for the chain, I beat breaks off his ass like Rodney King
[02:02.914]Why the **** I go last on the song? The next time, nigga, I'm startin' the beat
[02:06.286]Nigga, we safe in the hood, told ian, "You good 'cause nigga, you ridin' with me" (Nigga, you ridin' with me)
[02:09.908]I ain't gon' trip 'bout a bitch, can't trip 'bout a bitch, these hoes come undone in a pizza (Alright)
[02:13.170]Dumb-ass nigga, you never gon' make it off rappin', that shit you been droppin' is weak (Weak-ass sh—)
文本歌词
作曲 : Ian Smith/D'evokeyous Hamilton/Jacquan Andrews/Ronald Latour
Yeah, yeah
Uh, took back the Porsche, I was drivin' too fast, got caught in Carolina, now I gotta do court
Never ever, ever break bread to be layin' in no bed with no bitch who ain't part of your story
Hermès blanket with the Hermès sheets with the Hermès pillows, I'ma Hermès snore
Me and ian fire out your suite, we kickin' shit in, we kickin' your mother****in' door
Sleep on me back then, them folks done woke up, back then I was poor
Lebron in my pants, I got Glock 23, I'm talkin' 'bout Michael Jordan
They be like "ian, you been duckin'?" Why is that my bad? I tell a bitch "I got bored"
She got no interest in learnin' about my past, that bitch wanna spend my money
Lil' ass deal just hit, you can bet your ass, he already spent that hundred
Skinny-ass pants, I can't even fit my bands inside these ****in' Purple
Skinny-ass blunt, I'm still gettin' high as hell 'cause this shit ****in' purple
Fine shit, I got this bitch fine as hell, she don't need no ****in' surgeon
Y'all boys be like "Damn, my bitch love ian, I can't ****in' stand him"
I keep waking up lost again and again, I need some ****in' answers
Shit been gettin' pricy with these brands, I start to ****in' shoplift
Everybody gettin' geeked up on these drugs, everybody ****in' pop shit
Me and ian done smoked too many blunts, we inside the ****in' cockpit
We perform this shit, we goin' crazy, get inside the ****in' moshpit
Every fit I put on, this shit go crazy, niggas try to ****in' copy
Every fit I put on, this shit look lazy, I'm still ****in' ballin'
Took her out to eat, she ain't order that much, but she damn sure ate when we both got home
Lil' ho a ten but she talk too much, I'm the only one ever that's told her, "No"
I know the ho was gon' come, when she brought one friend, I knew the lil' ho gon' go
I went out, I ain't gotta have a fire in my pants, I ain't gotta post at the store
Youngin', I'm rich as hell and my face card good in the streets and I still get the bags for the low
This a weak-ass beat, I'ma still run this bitch 'cause I'm still tryna work on my flow (Alright)
Semi-automatic, fully-automatic, young nigga hop out lookin' like a pro (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Niggas swear he got it, nigga never had it, I don't wanna hang with you, boy, you a ho (Alright)
I'm really a bad influence, I shouldn't be hangin' with ian (I shouldn't be)
I'm lookin' for fine shit, young nigga came with LAZER and no, I ain't talkin' 'bout beams (****, ****)
Nigga, you dead wrong, why you is you blowin' my phone up knowin' I'm high off the lean? (Alright)
Nigga tryna reach for the chain, I beat breaks off his ass like Rodney King
Why the **** I go last on the song? The next time, nigga, I'm startin' the beat
Nigga, we safe in the hood, told ian, "You good 'cause nigga, you ridin' with me" (Nigga, you ridin' with me)
I ain't gon' trip 'bout a bitch, can't trip 'bout a bitch, these hoes come undone in a pizza (Alright)
Dumb-ass nigga, you never gon' make it off rappin', that shit you been droppin' is weak (Weak-ass sh—)