Backstage Passes feat. Jack Harlow

歌詞

I become what you fanaticized about becoming Had to quit sending music out 'cause somebody fuck around and leak somethin' Every girl that I mess with knows what's up, but they keep coming Pretty sure at this point, they don't wanna know the secrets that I keep from 'em Put your phone down and be something 25 and you broke Talking 'bout me on the internet, but you dapped me up when we spoke I don't know if I'm genius, but I definitely had a few strokes Real raps, not jokes Dressed like I'm at Oaks, ay Sear suck in my coke Day care in her throat, hit songs in my notes Hit notes like don't, I just got in my zone (Zone) Had to let it be known (Known) brought her out she got flown Unspoken, we bone Fell in love with my tone Airplane on my phone floating off Patron In the club and I'm stonned You took care of me in the 10th grade, now things changed, I'm grown I ain't getting dethroned, hit the gas and I'm gone (Hit the gas and I'm gone) I'm the one that put the city on I'm the one that got the city known off of turkey bands and a minute phone I'm the one that gave us big records, I done fucked around and got my Guinness on Yeah, in the city I be building hoes, put butt shots and the titties on Me though, I like natural, 50 bands and a statue Yeah, me it's just jewelry actually and she saved my number under daddy Used to do field trips up to getty, used to do road trips to the natty Don't take no pics and don't @ me I'll take you to the show to meet Jacky These girls will do anything for some backstage passes Yeah, lights, camera, action; don't stop, keep going, it's relaxing You coming on tour, how you acting She see my car and got to asking Yeah, this an Aventador, not a Vette I done went platinum, my go Jack But I'm still living life, no sweat Can't move on, no coupe, the rose truck next It's another quarter million on the risk, pick her up she ignore a text Pretty sure he know what's next I told her, more spit, baby, more licks You ain't know I leave, 'cause I'm born sexy If you didn't know, now you know Louisville, young hood nigga, hoe One fifty four for a loaf a show I'm the fire demon to the smoke We all know who hate me the most All the lame niggas that's broke From the black sheep to the goat I was just microwaving my dope Since the white rollie in the Wraith Like my food with a side of coke I ain't gotta say much, y'all know I'm the one that got the city known off of turkey bands and a minute phone I'm the one that gave us big records, I done fucked around and got my Guinness on Yeah, in the city I be building hoes, put butt shots and the titties on Me though, I like natural, 50 bands and a statue Yeah, me it's juts jewelry actually and she saved my number under daddy Used to do field trips up to getty, used to do road trips to the natty Don't take no pics and don't @ me I'll take you to the show to meet Jacky These girls will do anything for some backstage passes