歌词
This place is off the hook (UU got hits)
I love Hong Kong
You get massage from Chinese girl before?
Nah, but I heard it was the bomb
You pick any girl for you and your friend
Any girl?
Any girl
I'll take that one, right there, she's got to come
I'm goin' in!
Pockets deep
Money on me
Finesse the game
By my lonely
Asian girl
She all up on me
What's on my shirt?
Oh, that's yo' homie, yeah
I run up a check like I'm Asian
I'm doin' business with the Haitians
You cause a problem, gotta face it
My fame is coming, I can taste it
I run up check like I'm Asian
I need that Asian persuasion
My flow is so dope, never lace it
I write a verse, gotta place it, yah
Yeah, I'm Hardly Global
But I'ma make it though
Gave yo' girl my social
Media on the low
Smoke the competition like a cigarette
And you're in my shadow like a silhouette
When I do a show, it's a full house
Bring the money in, you can place a bet
Like Rich Homie, all we do is flex
Telling lies on me, I just redirect
I'ma brighten up like I'm using Crest
And I'm in the sky, like a crescent
I'm wrapping on 'em like a present
I'm the future, you're present
I'm the king and you're a peasant
These rappers better learn a lesson
I count you out like a Royal Rumble
I got the ball, and I'll never fumble
I stood up, and I'm still humble
I'm swinging on 'em like I'm in the jungle
Nah, I'm swanging on 'em, like I'm Swae Lee
Pick yo' girl up like a baby
And I'm so far gone, on my own, even God can't save me
Pockets deep
Money on me
Finesse the game
By my lonely
Asian girl
She all up on me
What's on my shirt?
Oh, that's yo' homie, yeah
I run up a check like I'm Asian
I'm doin' business with the Haitians
You cause a problem, gotta face it
My fame is coming, I can taste it
I run up check like I'm Asian
I need that Asian persuasion
My flow is so dope, never lace it (yeah, yeah)
I write a verse, gotta place it, yah (yeah, yeah)
Can I get a minute?
Can I catch my breath?
Can I get paid for all the work that I put in for myself?
Got you falling over like it's 9-11
I stay at the top, like it's salad dressing
And I'm really sad that you didn't get the message
But yo' time is up, you can get to stepping
I'm in a whole other octave
I'm goin', I'm clocked in
You stay pocket watching
You know I'm not stopping
There's no other option
I keep on grinding 'til I know I'm the boss
And came up from the basement, up to the attic
You tryna get it, but I already had it
You tryna spit it, but I already spat it
My fame is coming, I just gotta go grab it, get it?
Whoa, rocking all white like it's snow
Turn myself right to a pro, I got the code
I put a lock on the game, have you running like you got a cold
All you should know, I kill every show
I'll have you stopping like a bump in the road
I'm getting numbers, Donald Trump at the polls
Do what I want, and you do what you told, facts
Pockets deep
Money on me
Finesse the game
By my lonely
Asian girl
She all up on me
What's on my shirt?
Oh, that's yo' homie, yeah
I run up a check like I'm Asian
I'm doin' business with the Haitians
You cause a problem, gotta face it
My fame is coming, I can taste it
I run up check like I'm Asian
I need that Asian persuasion
My flow is so dope, never lace it
I write a verse, gotta place it, yah
I'm never regretting, I never be flexing
Just stick around and you may learn a lesson
I'm overzealous, I have too much aggression
I drop the world, this another recession
Got too much money, got no time to be stressing
I'm on top, I ain't talking ranch dressing
Say what you did, but I live in the present
I am the king, all of you are my peasants, yeah
I am the best at this, I am the greatest
Been making hits, I was down in the basement
We don't explain, we don't do conversation
Messed with yo' mama so, we are related
I changed the game, just like sugar in water
Disrespect my name and I'll take your daughter
Seeing through you like a bottle of water
Swinging with my youngins, Peter Parker
Got a hip on my gun, I mean, gun on my hip
I might mess with lil' shawty, then turn off and dip
You get hit in the mouth if you're giving me lip
I go dumb on the track, straight up off the rip
Like a thick winter coat, you know I make it zip
We got guns and they come with long banana clips
If you think life's a game, you better get a grip
Bust you open and serve you, I ain't talkin' chips
Pockets deep
Money on me
Finesse the game
By my lonely
Asian girl
She all up on me
What's on my shirt?
Oh, that's yo' homie, yeah
I run up a check like I'm Asian
I'm doin' business with the Haitians
You cause a problem, gotta face it
My fame is coming, I can taste it
I run up check like I'm Asian
I need that Asian persuasion
My flow is so dope, never lace it
I write a verse, gotta place it, yah