作词 : Noel Cadastre/Aubrey Graham/Matthew Samuels 作曲 : Noel Cadastre/Aubrey Graham/Matthew Samuels(Whoo Kid)AyyI could never be nobody number-one fanYour first number one, I had to put it in your handYou p***ies can't get booked outside America for nan'I'm out in Tokyo because I'm big in JapanI'm the hit maker y'all depend onBackstage, in my city, it was friend zoneYou won't ever take no chain off of usHow the **** you big steppin' with a size seven men's on?This the bark with the bite, nigga, what's up?I know my picture on the wall when y'all cook upExtortion, baby, whole career you been shook up'Cause Top told you drop and give me fifty like some push-ups, huhYour last one bricked, you really not on shitThey make excuses for you 'cause they hate to see me litPull your contract 'cause we gotta see the splitThe way you doin' splits, b***h, your pants might ripYou better do that mother****in' show inside the bityMaroon 5 need a verse, you better make it wittyThen we need a verse for the SwiftiesTop say drop, you better drop and give 'em fiftyPipsqueak, pipe downYou ain't in no big three, SZA got you wiped downTravis got you wiped down, Savage got you wiped downLike your label, boy, you in the scope right nowAnd you gon' feel the aftermath of what I write downI'm at the top of the mountain, so you tight nowJust to have this talk with your ass, I had to hike downBig difference between Mike then and Mike nowWhat the **** is this, a 20-v-1, nigga?What's a prince to a king? He a son, niggaGet more love in the city that you from, niggaMetro, shut your ho-ass up and make some drums, niggaYeah, I'm the 6ix god, I'm the frontrunnerY'all nigga manager was Chubbs lil' blunt runnerClaim the 6ix and you boys ain't even come from itAnd when you boys got rich, you had to run from itCash blowin' Abel bread, out here trickin' (Out here trickin')Shit we do for b*****s he doin' for niggas (What the ****?)Jets, whips, chains, wicked, wicked, wicked (Wicked, wicked)Spend it like you tryna ****, boy, you trippin', boy, you trippin'Drizzy Chip 'n Dale, probably got your b***h ChanelI just got 'em done, boy, don't make me have to chip a nailRolling Loud stage, y'all were turnt, that was slick as hellShit'll probably change if your BM start to kiss and tellHugs and kisses, man, don't tell me 'bout no switchesI'll be rockin' every ****in' chain I own next visit, ayyI be with some bodyguards like WhitneyTop say drop, your little midget-ass better ****in'Ayy, better drop and give me fifty, ayyDrop and give me fifty, drop and give me fifty, ayyNiggas really got me out here talkin' like I'm 50, ayyNiggas really got me out here rappin' what I'm livin'I might take your latest girl and cuff her like I'm RickyCan't believe he jumpin' in, this nigga turnin' fiftyEvery song that made it on the chart, he got from DrizzySpend that lil' check you got and stay up out my businessNigga, shoutout to the hooper that be bustin' out the griddyWe know why you mad, nigga, I ain't even trippin'All that lil' heartbroken Twitter shit for b*****sThis for all the top dogs, drop and give me fifty, drop, dropAnd that ****in' song y'all got did not start the beef with usThis shit been brewin' in a pot, now I'm heatin' upI don't care what Cole think, that Dot shit was weak as ****Champagne trippin', he is not ****in' easin' upNigga calling Top to see if Top wanna piece it up"Top, wanna piece it up? Top, wanna piece it up?"Nah, p***y, now you on your own when you speakin' upYou done rolled deep to this, it's not ****in' deep enoughBeggin' Kai Cenat, boy, you not ****in' beatin' usNumbers-wise, I'm out of here, you not ****in' creepin' upMoney-wise, I'm out of here, you not ****in' sneakin' upCornball, your show money merch money fee to usI'ma let you niggas work it out because I seen enoughThis ain't even everything I know, don't wake the demon upThis ain't even everything I know, don't wake the demon upDrop and give me fifty, all you **** niggas teamin' upWhat top five you smokin' on, Kendrick?Hm, hm, yeahDrop, drop, drop, dropDrop a fifty bag for the mob in the spotDrop a fifty bag, twenty-nine for the thotUh, I was really, really tryna keep it PG
[00:00.000] 作词 : Noel Cadastre/Aubrey Graham/Matthew Samuels[00:00.306] 作曲 : Noel Cadastre/Aubrey Graham/Matthew Samuels[00:00.612][Intro][00:00.842](Whoo Kid)[00:08.294]Ayy[00:14.003][00:14.293][Verse 1][00:14.479]I could never be nobody number-one fan[00:16.569]Your first number one, I had to put it in your hand[00:19.088]You p***ies can't get booked outside America for nan'[00:21.660]I'm out in Tokyo because I'm big in Japan[00:24.409]I'm the hit maker y'all depend on[00:26.941]Backstage, in my city, it was friend zone[00:29.653]You won't ever take no chain off of us[00:32.113]How the **** you big steppin' with a size seven men's on?[00:34.560]This the bark with the bite, nigga, what's up?[00:36.984]I know my picture on the wall when y'all cook up[00:39.871]Extortion, baby, whole career you been shook up[00:42.458]'Cause Top told you drop and give me fifty like some push-ups, huh[00:45.300]Your last one bricked, you really not on shit[00:48.337]They make excuses for you 'cause they hate to see me lit[00:50.721]Pull your contract 'cause we gotta see the split[00:53.521]The way you doin' splits, b***h, your pants might rip[00:55.994]You better do that mother****in' show inside the bity[00:59.175]Maroon 5 need a verse, you better make it witty[01:01.333]Then we need a verse for the Swifties[01:03.644]Top say drop, you better drop and give 'em fifty[01:06.947]Pipsqueak, pipe down[01:08.699]You ain't in no big three, SZA got you wiped down[01:11.220]Travis got you wiped down, Savage got you wiped down[01:13.860]Like your label, boy, you in the scope right now[01:16.508]And you gon' feel the aftermath of what I write down[01:19.019]I'm at the top of the mountain, so you tight now[01:21.929]Just to have this talk with your ass, I had to hike down[01:24.515]Big difference between Mike then and Mike now[01:27.107]What the **** is this, a 20-v-1, nigga?[01:29.819]What's a prince to a king? He a son, nigga[01:32.552]Get more love in the city that you from, nigga[01:35.134]Metro, shut your ho-ass up and make some drums, nigga[01:37.908]Yeah, I'm the 6ix god, I'm the frontrunner[01:40.522]Y'all nigga manager was Chubbs lil' blunt runner[01:43.018]Claim the 6ix and you boys ain't even come from it[01:45.849]And when you boys got rich, you had to run from it[01:48.421]Cash blowin' Abel bread, out here trickin' (Out here trickin')[01:51.526]Shit we do for b*****s he doin' for niggas (What the ****?)[01:54.177]Jets, whips, chains, wicked, wicked, wicked (Wicked, wicked)[01:57.324]Spend it like you tryna ****, boy, you trippin', boy, you trippin'[01:59.627]Drizzy Chip 'n Dale, probably got your b***h Chanel[02:01.544]I just got 'em done, boy, don't make me have to chip a nail[02:03.968]Rolling Loud stage, y'all were turnt, that was slick as hell[02:06.751]Shit'll probably change if your BM start to kiss and tell[02:09.344]Hugs and kisses, man, don't tell me 'bout no switches[02:12.108]I'll be rockin' every ****in' chain I own next visit, ayy[02:14.629]I be with some bodyguards like Whitney[02:17.502]Top say drop, your little midget-ass better ****in'[02:18.966][02:19.160][Chorus][02:20.646]Ayy, better drop and give me fifty, ayy[02:22.901]Drop and give me fifty, drop and give me fifty, ayy[02:25.158]Niggas really got me out here talkin' like I'm 50, ayy[02:27.869]Niggas really got me out here rappin' what I'm livin'[02:30.222][02:30.438][Verse 2][02:30.636]I might take your latest girl and cuff her like I'm Ricky[02:32.884]Can't believe he jumpin' in, this nigga turnin' fifty[02:35.413]Every song that made it on the chart, he got from Drizzy[02:38.043]Spend that lil' check you got and stay up out my business[02:40.673]Nigga, shoutout to the hooper that be bustin' out the griddy[02:43.156]We know why you mad, nigga, I ain't even trippin'[02:45.927]All that lil' heartbroken Twitter shit for b*****s[02:48.628]This for all the top dogs, drop and give me fifty, drop, drop[02:51.891]And that ****in' song y'all got did not start the beef with us[02:55.310]This shit been brewin' in a pot, now I'm heatin' up[02:57.824]I don't care what Cole think, that Dot shit was weak as ****[03:00.636]Champagne trippin', he is not ****in' easin' up[03:03.265]Nigga calling Top to see if Top wanna piece it up[03:05.842]"Top, wanna piece it up? Top, wanna piece it up?"[03:08.521]Nah, p***y, now you on your own when you speakin' up[03:11.121]You done rolled deep to this, it's not ****in' deep enough[03:13.800]Beggin' Kai Cenat, boy, you not ****in' beatin' us[03:16.345]Numbers-wise, I'm out of here, you not ****in' creepin' up[03:18.974]Money-wise, I'm out of here, you not ****in' sneakin' up[03:21.605]Cornball, your show money merch money fee to us[03:24.384]I'ma let you niggas work it out because I seen enough[03:27.000]This ain't even everything I know, don't wake the demon up[03:29.519]This ain't even everything I know, don't wake the demon up[03:32.326]Drop and give me fifty, all you **** niggas teamin' up[03:34.517][03:34.759][Interlude: DJ Akademiks][03:35.504]What top five you smokin' on, Kendrick?[03:37.231][03:37.608][Outro][03:39.145]Hm, hm, yeah[03:40.468]Drop, drop, drop, drop[03:43.136]Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot[03:45.838]Drop a fifty bag, twenty-nine for the thot[03:48.751]Uh, I was really, really tryna keep it PG