作词 : D. Curry/D. Ferguson Jr/T. Thompson-Shulz/D. HILL/A. Porterfield/M. Mule/I. De Boni/E. Ferrera
作曲 : D. Curry/D. Ferguson Jr/T. Thompson-Shulz/D. HILL/A. Porterfield/M. Mule/I. De Boni/E. Ferrera
I can make money fro—
I can make money fro—
I can make money from the comfort of my sofa (Yeah, ho)
So much drive (Yeah), so much drive (Yeah)
So much drive, that I gotta get a chauffeur
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
(Sixty-six thousand real folks strapped to bust yo ass)
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
(Sixty-six thousand real folks strapped to bust yo ass)
[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
I can make money from the comfort of my sofa
So much drive, now I gotta get a chauffeur
One day I'll be big, but I know I'm gettin' closer
Call me Denzel, AKA Big Ultra
The world in my hands, 'cause I took it off ya' shoulders
Money on my fit, you know I got this shit from lower
I'm balling like Mike, when you see I'm on the poster
Like Yachty, gotta keep one in my holster, strike
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
**** around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
Ain't shit changed but the number on my front door
(Ayy, yeah)
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
**** around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho (Yeah, yeah)
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
(Yeah, yeah)
Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?
[Verse 2: TiaCorine]
Ain't no beatin' me, I'm pressin' [likes?]
Money, d**k, and dollar signs
I know you ain't gon' say it, boy
You tough? Let's see what's on your mind
Ex nigga, let him go, 'cause how you broke like every time?
Fifty on my chest, I got like forty on my panty-line
If he said I did him dirty, sorry, but I needed mine
Ain't doin' crimes, he gon' do it for me, 'cause I'm super fine
Out your mind, cookin' b*****s up, I'm eatin' every time
Get on your grind, you b*****s couldn't see me if you all combined
(Huh, yeah)
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
**** around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho (Yeah, yeah)
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
Ain't shit changed but the number on my front door
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
**** around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
(Yeah, yeah)
Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?
[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Took a new chain, I got a new house
Oh, that's your boo thang? She need a new mouth
I flash the gold things, that's just my root canal
Every time I get draids, I gotta move my bowels (Shut up, nigga)
No kizzy, I don't feel you lil' niggas
My bulletproof vest made out of chinchilla
Walk in the trenches, I link with the hitters
I flip a lil milli', I copped me a villa
Diamonds is silly, my icy bandana
Got a Ricky, bought Bottega Veneta
Walk in my section, you need an umbrella
Got this shit lit and we n***r gon' let up
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
**** around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho (Yeah, yeah)
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
Ain't shit changed but the number on my front door
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
**** around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
(**** you, you gon' catch a hot one, too, feel my wrath)
Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?