作词 : Joseph John Harris/Marius Listhrop
作曲 : Joseph John Harris/Marius Listhrop
Scar-lxrd, yeah
Weh the bloodclat do you?
Siddung, siddung
Haha, yeah, ay, ayy, yeah
I want it fast, packin'theloot
Gettin' a grasp,stashin' the tools
Livin' on chances, luckiest move
Triple advance, nothing to lose, uh
I-I-I keep on stumbling on this wins
All you do is talk that ****
Get the **** off of my ****
And yes I made these racks from all my sins
I'm still working at the crib
Uh, I still hate everything (Yeah)
Mask on, no more face, I'm a demon livin' sick
Now I got my money to a place where it's unlimited
Hail Gina, full of grace, would you like to suck my ****?
Even if she's bleeding from a *****, I'm still ****ing it! (Yeah)
I'm a lost boy
Nowhere to go, I'm a lost boy
Money in my pocket, I'm a lost boy
Never give a ****, I'm a lost boy
Nowhere to go, I'm a lost boy
Money in my pocket, I'm a lost boy
Never give a ****, I'm a lost boy
Yeah, I'm a lost boy
Thinking 'bout that paper like an addict
Gripping on my wallet like I'm gonna pay damage, uh
If a ***** like it, then I have it
Never gonna miss it, cop up every assist, uh
Them *****s acting like a savage
Acting like they don't know life will give them what they asking
When I get the throne, I'll never pass it
I'm a living legend, ain't nobody else around me
**** her from the back
She gone scream like she can't take it
Imma smack her on her ass
And **** her cum hole like she's famous
Gettin' freaky in my tour
Bus making videos "X" rated
Tell her spread that ***** send them vids and then I save 'em
I want it fast, packin' the loot
Gettin' a grasp, stashin' the tools
Livin' on chances, luckiest move
Triple advance, nothing to lose, uh
I-I-I keep on stumbling on this wins
All you do is talk that ****
Get the **** off of my ****
And yes I made these racks from all my sins
I'm still working at the crib
Uh, I still hate everything (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Die)
Uh, I still hate everything
Uh, I still hate everything (Yeah)
I'm a lost boy
Nowhere to go, I'm a lost boy
Money in my pocket, I'm a lost boy
Never give a ****, I'm a lost boy
Nowhere to go, I'm a lost boy
Money in my pocket, I'm a lost boy
Never give a ****, I'm a lost boy
Yeah, I'm a lost boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I still hate everything
Oh, oh yeah, oh
I still hate everything