Neon Lights (feat. Supa Bwe & Lil Yachty)歌词

[00:09.35]Tylor：
[00:10.95]Mr. Bennett never finished, you can't miss a call
[00:13.72]Me and Supa Supa sold out SOB's, New York
[00:16.56]Went from Maggie's Palace probably sellin' reggie out the door
[00:19.18]Now I'm thinkin' bigger - motion pictures, foreign cars
[00:21.87]Chloe, Jordan, photo texting wasn't here before
[00:24.60]Now I hit withdraw, when I hit the mall
[00:27.35]Homies from the land poppin' Xans, got withdrawals
[00:30.33]Clasp my hands in advance 'cause they just can't get off
[00:33.10]I've been given second chances
[00:34.52]That **** like my motivation
[00:35.86]Just found out I'm sick, I got no time for patience
[00:37.93]Tired of waitin'
[00:38.63]I know destinations, I don't know locations, I know detonation
[00:41.70]Call up Supa, he gon' cook the bacon
[00:43.02]Supa Bwe:
[00:43.63]Run up on me in the ‘preme and I might kill an ape
[00:46.25]And still rock Bape and still rep gang
[00:48.81]And still throw signs while my *****s do the same
[00:51.51]Cause the phony **** contagious so I let my phone ring
[00:54.67]I don't like to conversate for conversation's sake
[00:59.98]No more girls who stay up late
[01:02.86]Just baby girl and me
[01:05.25]Got real sisters outside
[01:07.53]Why lie when my life's neon lights?
[01:10.97]Real sisters down to ride, and they gon' ride tonight
[01:15.92]She put some bad-bad magic on me
[01:18.47]Girl, you throw that bad-bad magic at me
[01:21.19]We're not just tryna stack til a ***** can't see
[01:23.90]Maybe break your back til the ***** can't breathe
[01:26.78]She put some bad-bad magic on me
[01:29.34]Girl, you throw that bad-bad magic at me
[01:31.96]We're not just tryna stack til a ***** can't see
[01:34.82]Or maybe break your back til the ***** can't breathe
[01:37.86]Tylor:
[01:38.56]I got held down in a spot over some confrontations
[01:41.01]No more conversations, if you wanna link then hit my agent
[01:43.73]No more ****, I put that down with all my friends that wouldn't make it
[01:46.40]All my friends is killers and robbers, some of them couldn't shake it
[01:49.45]I relate with shawties, Aretha Franklin and dinner platin'
[01:52.08]Hispanic girls with attitudes be them great debaters
[01:54.67]My work's a basket, my flow fantastic, this ****'s a classic
[01:57.63]I bumped the classics that beat the masses
[01:59.23]Then preached to masses
[02:00.34]I used to roast over roaches until they burned to ashes
[02:02.99]And now I'm so far from me, I feel like an open casket
[02:05.60]They want the new Taylor Bennett, my posts is post-traumatic
[02:08.40]My flow keep goin', you're cul-de-sac and we'll blow ya backward
[02:11.09]My clique assassins we're always packin' and never lackin'
[02:13.80]I called up Supa for magic, Garçon, you gotta have it
[02:16.53]You're bottle cappin', I'm model lappin' with chicks that’s athletes
[02:19.33]My reach Jurassic, my shoes ain't matchin', they Easter baskets
[02:22.04]I got some twins with me, Nina, Marta, and that's the backup
[02:24.69]Some real shawties tell lil' shawties to put some racks up
[02:27.48]My money longer, ain’t done evolvin'
[02:29.19]This ****'s a classic
[02:30.32]My money longer, ain’t done evolvin'
[02:31.91]This ****'s a classic
[02:33.54]Lil Yachty:
[02:33.82]Tsk, tired of *****s talkin' 'bout "this is the way you got to do it"
[02:36.18]And you go to respect this type of person
[02:37.86]And you got to listen to that type of person
[02:39.69]**** all of that **** (uhh)
[02:41.23]I'm doing it the way I wanna do it
[02:42.24]Look, I'm (Lil' Boat!) tired of these *****s hatin', and tired of promoters flakin'
[02:46.40]So pay me in pre-advance
[02:47.62]And if I forget them, book again (check)
[02:49.17]I'm up, up and away
[02:50.21]And I'm so loved by the white people
[02:51.69]That they could approach me in the back of a dark alley with a black hoodie (true)
[02:54.58]It's as real as it gets (true)
[02:55.86]It's as strong as a pit's bit, I mean pit's bite
[02:58.09]When she walk around in her black tights
[02:59.57]Made my jeans tighter
[03:00.92]Made my jeans tighter around the ****** area
[03:03.02]It's gettin scary to old heads
[03:04.90]'Cause Hip-Hop changing each and every day
[03:06.85]And I'm the ***** pickin' out the clothes
[03:08.63]I used to sip the fours and I used to **** every hoe (true)
[03:11.51]I still **** every hoe (true)
[03:12.96]I used to plot on the globe (true)
[03:14.28]I used to be called a joke (well), I still get called a joke (**** 'em)
[03:16.94]But I'm so rich that my ears they only hear ching-ching
[03:19.53]My eyes see bling-bling
[03:20.93]And everything in between is out the seams all the time (yeah)
[03:23.73]We whoop ass, and then we send a get well card
[03:26.47]Then we swipe our black cards
[03:27.86]And we don't have backyards (Lil Boat) 'cause we stay on top floors
[03:30.51]And we get maids to wipe up all of our marble floors
[03:33.33]And we **** five star, top model class whores
[03:36.05]And we still teens, but *****, we don't do chores
[03:38.25]Supa Bwe:
[03:38.50]Run up on me in the ‘preme and I might kill an ape
[03:40.91]And still rock Bape and still rep gang
[03:43.33]And still throw signs while my *****s do the same
[03:46.05]Cause the phony **** contagious so I let my phone ring
[03:49.08]I don't like to conversate for conversation's sake
[03:53.98]No more girls who stay up late
[03:56.64]Just baby girl and me
[03:59.62]Got real sisters outside
[04:02.13]Why lie when my life's neon lights?
[04:05.26]Real sisters down to ride, and they gon' ride tonight
[04:10.46]She put some bad-bad magic on me
[04:13.00]Girl, you throw that bad-bad magic at me
[04:15.59]We're not just tryna stack til a ***** can't see
[04:18.45]Or maybe break your back til the ***** can't breathe
[04:21.36]She put some bad-bad magic on me
[04:23.90]Girl, you throw that bad-bad magic at me
[04:26.48]We're not just tryna stack til a ***** can't see
[04:29.37]Or maybe break your back til the ***** can't breathe
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