笨小笨Type mony (Explicit)歌词由Yeat演唱，出自专辑《AftrLyfe (Explicit)》，下面是《Type mony (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Type mony (Explicit)歌词完整版
Type monëy (Explicit) - Yeat
Lyrics by：Noah Smith/Leonardo Claus
Composed by：Noah Smith/Leonardo Claus
556 big bullets to the head
I don't even **** with nobody what's the deal
I'ma lay back kick back pop a pill
Drivin' in the coupe I don't even grab the wheel
Swervin' the ************* madness skrrt
I already said that **** skrrt
Swervin' the ************* madness hol' on hol' on
I already planned that **** *****
I was just swervin' the ************* tonk'
Swervin' this **** right out the ************* bottom
Yeah took this **** out on the town
I'ma pop me a perc' I'm not drinkin' moscato
I'm sippin' on lean lean I'm green
I'm high as a bird ***** phew
Yeah I'm poppin' the ************* x hol' on
Lil' ***** I ain't no nerd ***** hol' on hol' on
Yeah hol' on come on come and tell me
What you heard *****
Yeah I got snipers aimin' down at your head
Bang yeah you blurred ***** yeah
I was swervin' swervin' swervin' the diamond
Skrrt right off the curb ***** luh curb
Yeah seven seven seven send 'em to heaven
I'm talkin' to God ***** phew
Yeah you don't know who we are *****
Uh uh uh uh
I got dirty money buried in dirt type of money
Put that boy on a shirt
Type of money make the ***** go berserk
Type of money make that ***** go twerk uh
Type of money I could ruin your world
And type of money I could take your lil' girl
This type of money got me runnin' the world
This type of gun it 'bout to hit in his bowels
'Boutta show them all but this is not help
Roll 'em down and dish 'em out from the barrel
I got mob ties way before all of us
I'm a big star call the astronomers
Got a big car it gon' fit all of us
***** you gon' need a mil' if you just want a verse
I don't wanna talk no I don't wanna converse
Back in the trap with no sign of a hearse
Bonnie and clyde got a glock in her purse oh yeah
Oh yeah yeah
We them boys who be poppin' them tags *****
When that ***** wanna **** go 'head
Yeah my glock shoot his shot like a fade
***** we know that you broke keep tabs on ya
***** you trippin' you off of them tabs
Like a snake ***** we hide in the grass
Made this **** out of ************* lego
Made it easy this **** from the ground
I wanna live too this a jam
And she sit on the beach she a shell
We ride we look covered in rags
Inside the urus the ***** all red yeah
Bend the ***** back and I bust on her head yeah
One two three four shots leave him dead he dead
556 big bullets to the head
I don't even **** with nobody
What's the deal what's the deal
I'ma lay back kick back
Pop a pill woo woo
Drivin' in the coupe
I don't even grab the wheel woo woo
556 big bullets to the head woo woo
I don't even **** with nobody what's the deal
I'ma lay back kick back pop a pill woo woo
Drivin' in the coupe I don't even grab the wheel
Swervin' the ************* madness skrrt
I already said that **** skrrt
Swervin' the ************* madness hol' on
Hol' on I already planned that **** *****
I was just swervin' the ************* tonk'
Swervin' this **** right out the ************* bottom
Yeah took this **** out on the town
I'ma pop me a perc'
I'm not drinkin' moscato
I just been sippin' on lean lean I'm green
I'm high as a bird ***** phew
Yeah I'm poppin' the ************* x hol' on
Lil' ***** I ain't no nerd ***** hol' on hol' on
Yeah hol' on come on come and tell me
What you said and what you heard *****
Yeah I got snipers aimin' down at your head
Bang bang yeah you blurred
***** yeah bang bang
I was swervin' swervin'
Swervin' the diamond
Skrrt right off the curb ***** luh curb
Yeah seven seven seven seven
Send 'em to heaven I'm talkin' to God *****
Woo woo yeah yeah yeah
Woo woo
Woo woo woo
Woo woo woo woo
