First Person Shooter歌词
歌曲名:First Person Shooter 歌手:Drake 所属专辑:《For All The Dogs Scary Hours Edition》
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First Person Shooter歌词
作词 : A. Graham/J. Cole/A. Hernández/M. Mule/I. De Boni/Coleman Name/M. Samuels/O. Yildirim/T.B. Chambers/J. Washington Jr/S. Tidemand
作曲 : A. Graham/J. Cole/A. Hernández/M. Mule/I. De Boni/Coleman Name/M. Samuels/O. Yildirim/T.B. Chambers/J. Washington Jr/S. Tidemand
(Pew, pew-pew)
First-person shooter mode, we turnin' your song to a funeral
To them niggas that say they wan' off us, you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code
Lot of niggas debatin' my numeral, not the three, not the two, I'm the U-N-O
Yeah
Numero U-N-O
Me and Drizzy, this shit like the Super Bowl
Man, this shit damn near big as the
Big as the what? (Ah) Big as the what? (Mm) Big as the what? (Ayy)
Big as the Super Bowl
But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio
Niggas usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible, just like a two-year-old
I love a dinner with some fine women
When they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T.
I'm like go on 'head, say it then, who the G.O.A.T.?
Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.?
Who you b*****s really rootin' for?
Like a kid that act bad from January to November, nigga, it's just you and Cole
Big as the what? (Ah) Big as the what? (Mm) Big as the what? (Ayy)
Big as the Super Bowl
Niggas so thirsty to put me in beef
Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
I still wanna get me a song with YB
Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
Just know if I diss you, I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
I'm namin' the album The Fall Off, it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
Still in this b***h gettin' bigger, they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
Love when they argue the hardest MC, is it K-Dot? Is it Aubrey? Or me?
We the big three like we started a league, but right now, I feel like Muhammad Ali
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, Muhammad Ali
The one that they call when they shit ain't connectin' no more, feel like I got a job in IT
Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
It's like we recruited your homies to be demon deacons, we got 'em attending your wake
Hate how the game got away from the bars, man, this shit like a prison escape
Everybody steppers, well, **** it, then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate (Huh, huh, huh)
When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster
The G.O.A.T. with the golden pen, the top toucher
The spot rusher, sprayed his whole shit up, the crop duster
Not Russia, but apply pressure
To your cranium, Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
With The Boy in the status, a stadium
Nigga
Ayy, I'm 'bout to, I'm bout to
I'm 'bout to, yeah
Yeah
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm down to click out you hoes and make a crime scene
I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
Man, I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
She call my number, leave her hangin', she got dry-cleaned
She got a Android, her messages is lime green
I search one name, and end up seein' twenty tings
Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
Man, I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
And they send me naked pictures, it's the small things
You niggas still takin' pictures on a Gulfstream
My youngins richer than you rappers and they all stream
I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
Man, if your pub was up for sale, I buy the whole thing
Will they ever give me flowers? Well, of course not
They don't wanna have that talk, 'cause it's a sore spot
They know The Boy, the one they gotta boycott
I told Jimmy Jam I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
Girl gave me some head because I need it
And if I **** with you, then after I might eat it, what?
Niggas talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
What the ****, bro? I'm one away from Michael
Nigga, beat it, nigga, beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, ayy, beat it, what?
Don't even pay me back on none them favors, I don't need it
作曲 : A. Graham/J. Cole/A. Hernández/M. Mule/I. De Boni/Coleman Name/M. Samuels/O. Yildirim/T.B. Chambers/J. Washington Jr/S. Tidemand
(Pew, pew-pew)
First-person shooter mode, we turnin' your song to a funeral
To them niggas that say they wan' off us, you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code
Lot of niggas debatin' my numeral, not the three, not the two, I'm the U-N-O
Yeah
Numero U-N-O
Me and Drizzy, this shit like the Super Bowl
Man, this shit damn near big as the
Big as the what? (Ah) Big as the what? (Mm) Big as the what? (Ayy)
Big as the Super Bowl
But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio
Niggas usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible, just like a two-year-old
I love a dinner with some fine women
When they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T.
I'm like go on 'head, say it then, who the G.O.A.T.?
Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.?
Who you b*****s really rootin' for?
Like a kid that act bad from January to November, nigga, it's just you and Cole
Big as the what? (Ah) Big as the what? (Mm) Big as the what? (Ayy)
Big as the Super Bowl
Niggas so thirsty to put me in beef
Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
I still wanna get me a song with YB
Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
Just know if I diss you, I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
I'm namin' the album The Fall Off, it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
Still in this b***h gettin' bigger, they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
Love when they argue the hardest MC, is it K-Dot? Is it Aubrey? Or me?
We the big three like we started a league, but right now, I feel like Muhammad Ali
Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, Muhammad Ali
The one that they call when they shit ain't connectin' no more, feel like I got a job in IT
Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
It's like we recruited your homies to be demon deacons, we got 'em attending your wake
Hate how the game got away from the bars, man, this shit like a prison escape
Everybody steppers, well, **** it, then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate (Huh, huh, huh)
When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster
The G.O.A.T. with the golden pen, the top toucher
The spot rusher, sprayed his whole shit up, the crop duster
Not Russia, but apply pressure
To your cranium, Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
With The Boy in the status, a stadium
Nigga
Ayy, I'm 'bout to, I'm bout to
I'm 'bout to, yeah
Yeah
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
I'm 'bout to click, woah
I'm down to click out you hoes and make a crime scene
I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
Man, I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
She call my number, leave her hangin', she got dry-cleaned
She got a Android, her messages is lime green
I search one name, and end up seein' twenty tings
Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
Man, I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
And they send me naked pictures, it's the small things
You niggas still takin' pictures on a Gulfstream
My youngins richer than you rappers and they all stream
I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
Man, if your pub was up for sale, I buy the whole thing
Will they ever give me flowers? Well, of course not
They don't wanna have that talk, 'cause it's a sore spot
They know The Boy, the one they gotta boycott
I told Jimmy Jam I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
Girl gave me some head because I need it
And if I **** with you, then after I might eat it, what?
Niggas talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
What the ****, bro? I'm one away from Michael
Nigga, beat it, nigga, beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, ayy, beat it, what?
Don't even pay me back on none them favors, I don't need it
First Person ShooterLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : A. Graham/J. Cole/A. Hernández/M. Mule/I. De Boni/Coleman Name/M. Samuels/O. Yildirim/T.B. Chambers/J. Washington Jr/S. Tidemand
[00:00.791] 作曲 : A. Graham/J. Cole/A. Hernández/M. Mule/I. De Boni/Coleman Name/M. Samuels/O. Yildirim/T.B. Chambers/J. Washington Jr/S. Tidemand
[00:01.583](Pew, pew-pew)
[00:03.626]First-person shooter mode, we turnin' your song to a funeral
[00:06.346]To them niggas that say they wan' off us, you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
[00:10.297]Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code
[00:12.373]Lot of niggas debatin' my numeral, not the three, not the two, I'm the U-N-O
[00:16.698]Yeah
[00:18.178]Numero U-N-O
[00:20.230]Me and Drizzy, this shit like the Super Bowl
[00:21.606]Man, this shit damn near big as the
[00:23.600]
[00:24.066]Big as the what? (Ah) Big as the what? (Mm) Big as the what? (Ayy)
[00:29.923]Big as the Super Bowl
[00:32.016]But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio
[00:34.498]Niggas usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible, just like a two-year-old
[00:39.408]I love a dinner with some fine women
[00:41.475]When they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T.
[00:43.340]I'm like go on 'head, say it then, who the G.O.A.T.?
[00:46.526]Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.?
[00:49.566]Who you b*****s really rootin' for?
[00:51.617]Like a kid that act bad from January to November, nigga, it's just you and Cole
[00:54.158]Big as the what? (Ah) Big as the what? (Mm) Big as the what? (Ayy)
[01:01.353]Big as the Super Bowl
[01:03.288]
[01:03.585]Niggas so thirsty to put me in beef
[01:05.497]Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
[01:06.976]I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
[01:08.667]I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
[01:10.611]I still wanna get me a song with YB
[01:12.582]Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
[01:14.602]Just know if I diss you, I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
[01:17.473]I'm namin' the album The Fall Off, it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
[01:21.644]Still in this b***h gettin' bigger, they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
[01:26.289]Love when they argue the hardest MC, is it K-Dot? Is it Aubrey? Or me?
[01:30.392]We the big three like we started a league, but right now, I feel like Muhammad Ali
[01:34.528]Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, Muhammad Ali
[01:38.455]The one that they call when they shit ain't connectin' no more, feel like I got a job in IT
[01:42.836]Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
[01:44.844]The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
[01:46.469]It's like we recruited your homies to be demon deacons, we got 'em attending your wake
[01:50.450]Hate how the game got away from the bars, man, this shit like a prison escape
[01:54.399]Everybody steppers, well, **** it, then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate (Huh, huh, huh)
[02:00.212]When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster
[02:02.048]The G.O.A.T. with the golden pen, the top toucher
[02:03.976]The spot rusher, sprayed his whole shit up, the crop duster
[02:07.333]Not Russia, but apply pressure
[02:09.132]To your cranium, Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
[02:11.648]With The Boy in the status, a stadium
[02:14.739]Nigga
[02:22.076]
[02:22.852]Ayy, I'm 'bout to, I'm bout to
[02:27.751]I'm 'bout to, yeah
[02:32.510]Yeah
[02:33.677]
[02:34.012]I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
[02:35.197]I'm 'bout to click, woah
[02:36.737]I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
[02:38.282]I'm 'bout to click, woah
[02:39.567]I'm down to click out you hoes and make a crime scene
[02:42.471]I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
[02:45.215]Man, I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
[02:48.178]She call my number, leave her hangin', she got dry-cleaned
[02:50.869]She got a Android, her messages is lime green
[02:53.930]I search one name, and end up seein' twenty tings
[02:57.059]Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
[03:02.067]Man, I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
[03:05.028]And they send me naked pictures, it's the small things
[03:08.355]You niggas still takin' pictures on a Gulfstream
[03:11.651]My youngins richer than you rappers and they all stream
[03:13.998]I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
[03:16.925]Man, if your pub was up for sale, I buy the whole thing
[03:20.367]Will they ever give me flowers? Well, of course not
[03:23.088]They don't wanna have that talk, 'cause it's a sore spot
[03:25.747]They know The Boy, the one they gotta boycott
[03:28.251]I told Jimmy Jam I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
[03:31.687]Girl gave me some head because I need it
[03:34.380]And if I **** with you, then after I might eat it, what?
[03:37.494]Niggas talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
[03:39.706]What the ****, bro? I'm one away from Michael
[03:41.944]Nigga, beat it, nigga, beat it, what?
[03:44.561]
[03:44.862]Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
[03:47.570]Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
[03:51.526]Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, ayy, beat it, what?
[03:54.697]Don't even pay me back on none them favors, I don't need it
[00:00.791] 作曲 : A. Graham/J. Cole/A. Hernández/M. Mule/I. De Boni/Coleman Name/M. Samuels/O. Yildirim/T.B. Chambers/J. Washington Jr/S. Tidemand
[00:01.583](Pew, pew-pew)
[00:03.626]First-person shooter mode, we turnin' your song to a funeral
[00:06.346]To them niggas that say they wan' off us, you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
[00:10.297]Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code
[00:12.373]Lot of niggas debatin' my numeral, not the three, not the two, I'm the U-N-O
[00:16.698]Yeah
[00:18.178]Numero U-N-O
[00:20.230]Me and Drizzy, this shit like the Super Bowl
[00:21.606]Man, this shit damn near big as the
[00:23.600]
[00:24.066]Big as the what? (Ah) Big as the what? (Mm) Big as the what? (Ayy)
[00:29.923]Big as the Super Bowl
[00:32.016]But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio
[00:34.498]Niggas usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible, just like a two-year-old
[00:39.408]I love a dinner with some fine women
[00:41.475]When they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T.
[00:43.340]I'm like go on 'head, say it then, who the G.O.A.T.?
[00:46.526]Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.?
[00:49.566]Who you b*****s really rootin' for?
[00:51.617]Like a kid that act bad from January to November, nigga, it's just you and Cole
[00:54.158]Big as the what? (Ah) Big as the what? (Mm) Big as the what? (Ayy)
[01:01.353]Big as the Super Bowl
[01:03.288]
[01:03.585]Niggas so thirsty to put me in beef
[01:05.497]Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
[01:06.976]I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
[01:08.667]I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
[01:10.611]I still wanna get me a song with YB
[01:12.582]Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
[01:14.602]Just know if I diss you, I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
[01:17.473]I'm namin' the album The Fall Off, it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
[01:21.644]Still in this b***h gettin' bigger, they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
[01:26.289]Love when they argue the hardest MC, is it K-Dot? Is it Aubrey? Or me?
[01:30.392]We the big three like we started a league, but right now, I feel like Muhammad Ali
[01:34.528]Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, Muhammad Ali
[01:38.455]The one that they call when they shit ain't connectin' no more, feel like I got a job in IT
[01:42.836]Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
[01:44.844]The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
[01:46.469]It's like we recruited your homies to be demon deacons, we got 'em attending your wake
[01:50.450]Hate how the game got away from the bars, man, this shit like a prison escape
[01:54.399]Everybody steppers, well, **** it, then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate (Huh, huh, huh)
[02:00.212]When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster
[02:02.048]The G.O.A.T. with the golden pen, the top toucher
[02:03.976]The spot rusher, sprayed his whole shit up, the crop duster
[02:07.333]Not Russia, but apply pressure
[02:09.132]To your cranium, Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
[02:11.648]With The Boy in the status, a stadium
[02:14.739]Nigga
[02:22.076]
[02:22.852]Ayy, I'm 'bout to, I'm bout to
[02:27.751]I'm 'bout to, yeah
[02:32.510]Yeah
[02:33.677]
[02:34.012]I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
[02:35.197]I'm 'bout to click, woah
[02:36.737]I'm 'bout to click out on this shit
[02:38.282]I'm 'bout to click, woah
[02:39.567]I'm down to click out you hoes and make a crime scene
[02:42.471]I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
[02:45.215]Man, I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
[02:48.178]She call my number, leave her hangin', she got dry-cleaned
[02:50.869]She got a Android, her messages is lime green
[02:53.930]I search one name, and end up seein' twenty tings
[02:57.059]Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine
[03:02.067]Man, I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
[03:05.028]And they send me naked pictures, it's the small things
[03:08.355]You niggas still takin' pictures on a Gulfstream
[03:11.651]My youngins richer than you rappers and they all stream
[03:13.998]I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
[03:16.925]Man, if your pub was up for sale, I buy the whole thing
[03:20.367]Will they ever give me flowers? Well, of course not
[03:23.088]They don't wanna have that talk, 'cause it's a sore spot
[03:25.747]They know The Boy, the one they gotta boycott
[03:28.251]I told Jimmy Jam I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
[03:31.687]Girl gave me some head because I need it
[03:34.380]And if I **** with you, then after I might eat it, what?
[03:37.494]Niggas talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
[03:39.706]What the ****, bro? I'm one away from Michael
[03:41.944]Nigga, beat it, nigga, beat it, what?
[03:44.561]
[03:44.862]Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
[03:47.570]Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?
[03:51.526]Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, ayy, beat it, what?
[03:54.697]Don't even pay me back on none them favors, I don't need it
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