Counting Bands - Quando Rondo.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Tyquain Bowman/Alexander Tsarng-Shuen Wu/Loren-Alekanekelo McGee
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tyquain Bowman/Alexander Tsarng-Shuen Wu/Loren-Alekanekelo McGee
[00:02.737]Ayy, ayy, ayy
[00:05.542]Ayy, ayy, ayy (Skrrt)
[00:11.152]Yeah
[00:15.919]Ridin' in the foreign, it's a brand new Lamborghini
[00:22.368]Shorty said she with me 'til the end, I wanna see it
[00:28.288]Ayy, ayy
[00:30.277]I'ma roll this **** up ridin' 'round strapped while counting bands, yea
[00:33.934]Lil' shorty say she really dig my swag, that I'm handsome
[00:37.290]I told Jakiyah grandma, don't you ever call me grandson
[00:40.945]No, that bitch can't get my number, mama know I ain't got no manner
[00:44.291]I really spent over three hundred thousand on designer clothes and some jewelry
[00:47.363]I really post up in the project houses, Balmain on my denim, and Louis V
[00:51.277]Let's hop on the jet and go fly to an island, lil' shorty, I'm talking 'bout you and me
[00:54.930]It's the feeling you give mе, I can't live without it, lil' mama, you don't know what you do to me
[00:59.715]Lil' shawty a baddie, shе look like a blasian
[01:01.120]First nigga to have it, that's why she my baby
[01:02.521]She keep it real, no, she never be fakin'
[01:04.201]We throw up Crip that's the way I made her
[01:05.880]Kiss on the lip like I'm coming back later
[01:07.844]Run up a mill' and then go to Jamaica
[01:09.522]House in the hill, we gon' ball like the Lakers
[01:11.769]Thirty-round clip and it came with the laser (Pew, pew)
[01:15.795]Hit him with them rubber bands, yeah
[01:17.485]I might give my youngin fifty thousand, hit your mans up
[01:20.851]I gave her my heart and she held it for ransom
[01:24.489]Gucci, Fear Of God, Ferragamo blue bandana
[01:28.405]I just want to pour some more shit in my Fant
[01:31.779]I always keep that thirty, thirty loaded on my Mantel
[01:35.419]Purple baby smoking, brodie always tryna blam something
[01:38.784]I just wanna post up with the bitch fiends in Savanna
[01:43.279]I'ma roll this **** up ridin' 'round strapped while counting bands, yea
[01:46.370]Lil' shorty say she really dig my swag, that I'm handsome
[01:49.727]I told Jakiyah grandma, don't you ever call me grandson
[01:53.374]No, that bitch can't get my number, mama know I ain't got no manner
[01:57.011]I really spent over three hundred thousand on designer clothes and some jewelry
[02:00.098]I really post up in the project houses, Balmain on my denim, and Louis V
[02:03.464]Let's hop on the jet and go fly to an island, lil' shorty, I'm talking 'bout you and me
[02:07.664]It's the feeling you give me, I can't live without it, lil' mama, you don't know what you do to me

文本歌词

作词 : Tyquain Bowman/Alexander Tsarng-Shuen Wu/Loren-Alekanekelo McGee
作曲 : Tyquain Bowman/Alexander Tsarng-Shuen Wu/Loren-Alekanekelo McGee
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Skrrt)
Yeah
Ridin' in the foreign, it's a brand new Lamborghini
Shorty said she with me 'til the end, I wanna see it
Ayy, ayy
I'ma roll this **** up ridin' 'round strapped while counting bands, yea
Lil' shorty say she really dig my swag, that I'm handsome
I told Jakiyah grandma, don't you ever call me grandson
No, that bitch can't get my number, mama know I ain't got no manner
I really spent over three hundred thousand on designer clothes and some jewelry
I really post up in the project houses, Balmain on my denim, and Louis V
Let's hop on the jet and go fly to an island, lil' shorty, I'm talking 'bout you and me
It's the feeling you give mе, I can't live without it, lil' mama, you don't know what you do to me
Lil' shawty a baddie, shе look like a blasian
First nigga to have it, that's why she my baby
She keep it real, no, she never be fakin'
We throw up Crip that's the way I made her
Kiss on the lip like I'm coming back later
Run up a mill' and then go to Jamaica
House in the hill, we gon' ball like the Lakers
Thirty-round clip and it came with the laser (Pew, pew)
Hit him with them rubber bands, yeah
I might give my youngin fifty thousand, hit your mans up
I gave her my heart and she held it for ransom
Gucci, Fear Of God, Ferragamo blue bandana
I just want to pour some more shit in my Fant
I always keep that thirty, thirty loaded on my Mantel
Purple baby smoking, brodie always tryna blam something
I just wanna post up with the bitch fiends in Savanna
I'ma roll this **** up ridin' 'round strapped while counting bands, yea
Lil' shorty say she really dig my swag, that I'm handsome
I told Jakiyah grandma, don't you ever call me grandson
No, that bitch can't get my number, mama know I ain't got no manner
I really spent over three hundred thousand on designer clothes and some jewelry
I really post up in the project houses, Balmain on my denim, and Louis V
Let's hop on the jet and go fly to an island, lil' shorty, I'm talking 'bout you and me
It's the feeling you give me, I can't live without it, lil' mama, you don't know what you do to me