笨小笨Quiet On Set (Explicit)歌词由Mavi演唱，出自专辑《Laughing so Hard， it Hurts (Explicit)》，下面是《Quiet On Set (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Quiet On Set (Explicit)歌词完整版
Quiet On Set (Explicit) - Mavi
Lyrics by：Omavi Minder/Xavier Boykin
Composed by：Omavi Minder/Xavier Boykin
Yeah yeah alright
Yeah yeah uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
Sometimes I feel like the director
Other times the actor
Most times me and the ladder
The beat being collateral
I see my treatment ratchet
Up the fare went with it
I'm only moving with my guys
They won't let air hit this skin
I told my n***as I'd feel lame
We miss a game like Ripken
Don't dodge pain now sit with it
Scrape my change up discipline
Throw a change-up out in front
Change the pace my bidding
A fiend for freedom wring it out
This forced-on language drip by drip
And baby girl you slicker than me
Distanced from me
Motivating different interests from me
Your mission complete least in your terms
But willing still to bend it for me in the short term
And tell me that I'd get more results
If I let the world turn
Was it really worth it
I know I can't be sure
On Jesus Christ
I popped another tag on every night of tour
You the type to see your guys wide open
And still try to score
We in this 'til the end
Bust out a window we can't find a door
But we gettin' in though
Teenage me hated it
All I want these days is the friend zone
Acquaintance bringing hating ****
That part be all pretend though
We stayin' independent
We gon' see what this **** hittin' for
We'd make more off of indo
It'd mean less if we spoon-fed
Spoofed ourself for a quick slope
In school the sharpest student
I moonlit with different friends
It's just complaints and money falling out
The bank been at crescendo
Only n***a improvising protagonist with no written role
We rolling yeah
Golden we needed motion
And so we stole
To my family I'm beholden
Everybody else I don't owe ****
Run my own sprint
The gates of Heaven close quick
So we rolling yeah
Golden we needed motion
And so we stole
To my family I'm beholden
Everybody else I don't owe ****
Run my own sprint
The gates of Heaven close quick
And so we rolling yeah
Golden we needed motion
And so we stole
Aight
Yeah
