LiGhT rAiLs *ੈ✩‧₊˚

“You’re now listening to 1999

Keep it locked”

Yeah, ay

Apparently they tried to get him out the picture (la la la la la la la)

Pheromones are back been gone too many winters (la la la la la la la)

Courthouses full of people pointin’ fingers (la la la la la la la)

Little did they know

It’s gon’ take more than that to bury me (la la la la la la la)

Killin Bills feelin’ like I’m Tarantin’

We against defeat that’s not our fantasy (la la la la la la la)

Lil h*e ay, yeah, aw

Bottles on bottles I’m talkin’ le labo (la la la la la la la)

I speak to the mic and the paper gon’ follow (la la la la la la la)

You might’ve misheard me if you think I’m lettin’ you f*ck with the (f*ck with the)

F*ck with the journey

If anything I’m puttin’ you on a jersey (la la la la la la la)

I f*cked with a freak from Berlin

She a 9 out of 10, but I’d prolly not do it again (la la la la la)

Yeah I hate fallin’ out with a b*tch (la la la la la la la)

I hate pillow talkin’ to b*tches you ridin’ this d*ck but you don’t have no interests (la la la la la la la)

They movin’ like ramen noodles way the heat turnin’ all of em soft in an instant (la la la la la la la)

That fame was my b*tch for a sec but I’m over her now we maintaining a distance, uh (la la la la la)

“You have arrived at Cupertino station.

Doors are opening”

(la la la la la la la)

Ricky ravioli

It’s the biggest boss, baby (la la la la la la la)

The biggest baby, yes! (la la)

Let’s go

Top down, my smoke thick

Free throws, I own this (la la la la la la la)

White tees, my hat back

My b*tch bad, I love this (la la la la la la la)

I run past that f*ck sh*t

That small talk some f*ck sh*t (la la la la la la la)

Rich N****, my forecast

Anything else, is suspect (la la) (boss)

Laid back let’s roll up (boss)

Smoke good, my nose up (la la la la la la la) (boss)

Roscoe’s, I’m iced out

Them N*****s know my polar (la la la la la la la) (woo)

Check this out, so hold up

Jada Pinkett, done sold dust (la la la) (hold up)

Double M, we on one

Right back with the Cold Crush (la la la)

I been rich, do research (run it)

Top down on three perks (run it) (la la la la la la la)

South Beach, I moonlight

N*****s know what I mood like (la la la la la la la)

And she know what my mood like

Luc Belaire, it’s a smooth night (woo) (la la la la la la la)

Dark room, I’m iced out (iced out)

Sunrise, it’s lights out (la la la)

Biggest

Maybach Music

(la la la la la la la)

(la la la la la la la)

(la la la la la la la)

(la la la la)

(la la la la la la la)

bǎn quán shēng míng ： wèi jīng zhù zuò quán rén shū miàn xū kě ， rèn hé rén bù dé yǐ rèn hé fāng shì shǐ yòng （ bāo kuò fān chàng 、 fān lù děng ）