笨小笨Restless歌词由BtONY&Kerst演唱，出自专辑《Restless》，下面是《Restless》完整版歌词！
Restless歌词完整版
Pull up in a cat
Wip through the lot
Loadin er up
Turn on the red dot
We gonna turn up
This beat ain’t gon rot
Take off my jacket
Cause man is not hot
Nahh
Man is not hot
Nahhh
Man is not hot
They call me white
But I’m Portuguese
Check out my Cubans
What u know bout these
We chillin like wind
We chill like breez but
Y’all are so buggy
y’all are like flees
Cause 2-1-4
Drop you to the floor
While BTony is
Finna go soar
Feelin like Nardo
I got the wick
Turnin it up
I always stay lit
Pull up with a Drake I ain’t talking bout OVO
You know I’m bout it don’t show me the postal code
I’m playing peek a boo now they like where he go
Hop on a drill beat now I’m on a different mode
I just beat the case
Got mud on face
I don’t need no k’s
Know you a disgrace
You just caught a stray
Just know If u lame
Imma do the race
Now have a nice day
My favorite rapper name Quantavious
You know me I be spontaneous
Where are the people I came in with
Loving the players that Dame is with
Hold up wait I cannot stop
You know me I can’t be topped
I think we got this on locks
Y’all going crazy for the drop
Always been restless
No I can’t stay home
You need to check this
Imma go down the road
Got a new necklace
Not flexin on the phone
Got no regrets and
That’s something you don’t know
Was talking to God he told me I’m born to flex
I sneak across like a border check
I just record can’t afford to rest
With Myself I just get more impressed
Click clack
It got no kickback
I get you white like a tictac
Making you break like a KitKat
Making you stay it’s a mismatch
Talking bout her I don’t miss that
You such a snitch
You best hit the ditch
Cause all of my guns
They come with a switch
soundin so broken
You need a fix
Cause you buggin out
Like you got a glitch
Your teeth are yellow
Mine are pure gold
You acting up
Why you actin bold
You think you got fame
So I’ll have you told
You can’t afford
Dirt that I sold
I gotta show
Like shotta flow
I’ll never slow
You gotta know
No NLE but
got the choppa
Killin this beat
It is a slaughter
You takin damage
needin a flopper
You lookin cursed Like
I’m Harry Potter
Yeah
Harry Potter
High on the list like I’m Michael Beasley
I got the red they call me Ron Weasley
Heard what I said but you cannot see me
I’m an executive hopping on P street
You think that’s laughable
Your death is graph-able
Need mathematical
To see your radical
Yeah
You just ain’t rational
BTony up
You lookin down
don’t interrupt
Or you’ll get a frown
You won’t be smiling
Though your a clown
You better
Get outta town
Always been restless
No I can’t stay home
You need to check this
Imma go down the road
Got a new necklace
Not flexin on the phone
Got no regrets and
That’s something you don’t know
Was talking to God he told me I’m born to flex
I sneak across like a border check
I just record can’t afford to rest
With Myself I just get more impressed
