歌手:Pryde
专辑:《Russell》

Blunt wraps with a system full of liquor
And an OG kickin' while the lights flick, flicker
Yeah, Yeah
******* with their **** shake, shakin'
Running game, PlayStation, ***** my whole clique wasted
Yeah, yeah
I don't really think I'm doing anything right
But she said that we gon' have a helluva night
Helluva night
[Verse 1: RUSSELL]
Young Elvis, thick booty against my ******
She said, "Is you all depressed?"
I'm like "I can't even tell"
Yeah, yeah
My woadie rollin' shit that make you fret
Is somebody gonna kill me? *****, today might be the day
Yeah, yeah
They scared to fresh freeze
Check my record, check my money ****ytics
*****, I'm paid, but I'm still up in that civic
Cause these haters watch you whip then hit a lick
And I got soldiers that just **** with me the long way
Got a wifey who suck me like every Monday
On the flight, couple hundred on the runway
She don't ever ever want to stay where all you c****s stay
Cause I got the
Blunt wraps with a system full of liquor
And an OG kickin' while the lights flick, flicker
Yeah, Yeah
******* with their **** shake, shakin'
Running game, PlayStation, ***** my whole clique wasted
Yeah, yeah
I don't really think I'm doing anything right
But she said that we gon' have a helluva night
Helluva night
Yeah, yeah
Alright, alright
[Verse 2: RUSSELL]
Who you know
Got free smoke
Long locks, a furry coat
Foreign ******* in my section
They ain't registered to vote
Neon sign up in my room, turn it on and see your face
She the girl you dream about and I'm the dude you ****ing hate
Ayy
Teddy bear with the grams up
Picture, picture, panorama
I got the keys, like a lanyard , yeah
I got the threads that you can't touch
Watching out for the snakes
Six 428's
Y-3 on the waist
No Balenciaga, but I need arenas to play
Why you tryna talk on me like I don't read about it
Top 5 and they can't **** with me
****boys, can't be around
Dirty boy out the dirty B, lil' *****, ain't nothing clean about me
You don't like me, but your team about me
Got a problem, take a knee about me
Five figures off clothes
I can't seem to know where my money go
Couple hundred to a couple grand
I still hustle like I'm ****ing broke
Ain't nothing sweet, she won't **** with me
Wanna triple team at that Doubletree
That's three hoe's laid up with me
I buy the dinner, and they **** for free
I'm gone
Blunt wraps with a system full of liquor
And an OG kickin' while the lights flick, flicker
Yeah, Yeah
******* with their **** shake, shakin'
Running game, PlayStation, ***** my whole clique wasted
Yeah, yeah
I don't really think I'm doing anything right
But she said that we gon' have a helluva night
Helluva night