First Show歌词-Luh Tyler

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First Show歌词完整版

作词 : Tyler Meeks/Christopher Nichols

作曲 : Tyler Meeks/Christopher Nichols

[Intro

Gang, ayy, yeah

Yeah, ayy

I'm on some different shit, feel me?

Yeah, gang

[Chorus

They like, "Damn, boy, you got your own flow, you on some different shit" (Yeah)

This ho getting my nerves, I need a different *****

I don't wear designer, I be steppin' in some simple **** (On God)

Oh yeah, I'm finna pop my **** like a pimple, ***** (Oh yeah, Chris)

Tell me how you hatin' on nigga you don't even know? (What the ****?)

Hoes be out here really cap, call 'em Pinocchio (Pinocchio)

I'll never switch up on bro, I'm stickin' to the code (To the code)

Niggas hatin' on my motion, this **** gettin' old

[Verse

At my first show, I might have your ***** front row (Front row)

White *****, look like Elsa, had to let her go (Let her go)

I'm really snappin' in this rap, just had to let you know (Let you know)

A nigga high, but sometimes, I be feelin' low (Feeling low)

I'm tryna run that money up, I need my hundreds all in rolls

I'm in Tallahassee, nigga, uh, with the Seminoles

Got a nigga snappin' back to back, I'm really in that mode

Jump inside that Trackhawk and I'ma whip it like some dough (Whip it up)

Jump inside that Trackhawk, yeah, you can hear the motor (Yeah)

I been kissin' Mary Jane, you can smell the odor

Young, steady gettin' wiser, as I'm gettin' older (Gettin' older)

I need to go and grab a coat, my heart been gettin' colder (Gettin' colder)

I'm John Cena in this rap, no, you ain't seein' me

It's a bad white *****, she come from Tennessee (Tennessee)

I ain't ****in' with that jit, he ain't no friend of me (Friend of me)

Luh Tyler snappin' on the beat, you feel the energy (Energy)

Young nigga raw as ****, I'm already knowin'

I was talkin' to Lil Gnar, he told me, "Keep going" (Oh, yeah, that's gang)

I just jump on the beat and I just keep flowin' (Flowin')

I been runnin' up a check, the money steady growin' (Stack it up)

I been runnin' up a check, I want my money tall (Money tall)

I'ma put my nigga on, so, now, we all ball (We all ball)

On all ten, standin' tall, I can never fall (Never fall)

A nigga feel like John Wall, I just wanna ball (Wanna ball)

I been on a paper race, gettin' to the cake (To the cake)

If you ain't on a money chase then we can't relate (We can't relate)

A nigga feel like Frosted Flakes, I been feelin' great (Great)

You won't catch me in the mix, a nigga out the way (Out the way)

You can tell a nigga booted, look into my eyes (Yeah, my eyes)

I be kissing Mary Jane, right now, we in the sky (We in the sky)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, feelin' like that guy

Kick that ***** straight out that spot, tell the ho, "Goodbye"

I get dumb on the beat but I be movin' wise

You can't see me in this rap, it ain't no need to try

Ayy, yeah, it ain't no need to try (It ain't no need to try)