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Sáng Tác: Jacques Webster, Aubrey Graham, Matthew Samuels, Coleman, ANDERSON HERNANDEZ

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Lời Bài Hát MELTDOWN

Yeah

Tensions is definitely rising

T'd up right now

T time T time

T time T time T time

Teatime like I got a cup of this sh*t

Tee time like golf at a quarter to six

I'd love to f*ck on a regular b*tch

Famous f*es lame

But they stay on my d*ck

Heard your new joint

It's embarrassing sh*t

You talk to the cops

On some therapist sh*t

You act like you love this American sh*t

But really the truth is you scared of the 6

Yeah you scared of the 6

Yeah you scared of the 6

Your bodyguard put in some work on a fluke

Now you wanna go

And inherit that sh*t

Don't talk to the boy 'bout comparisons sh*t

Or come to the boy

On some arrogant sh*t

The weapons we got are some terrorist sh*t

Like TV producers we grr

We airing this sh*t

She askin' for bread for her parents and shit

I told her I don't got no cash

And she said she could wait on a rack

On some Arabic sh*t

I pull out a million

And stare at the sh*t

My d*ck just got hard

'cause a wire just hit

My schedule is out come spin us for real

Man f*ck all that spinnin' the narrative sh*t

I melt down the chains

That I bought from yo' boss

Give a f*ck about all of that heritage sh*t

Since V not around

The members done hung up the Louis

They not even wearing that sh*t

Don't come to the boy

'bout repairing some sh*t

Don't come to the boy

About sparing some sh*t

You lucky that Vogue was suing

'cause I would've been

With the Wassas in Paris and sh*t

Is you fuckin' crazy

Is you f*ckin' crazy

And they scared of the seven

After one-three then we turn up eleven

Keep this sh*t open like 7-Eleven

Me at the house

I got seven in heaven

They think I'm satanic

I keep me a reverend

Lil' shawty a therapist poppin' her sh*t

She inching my way

And she started confessing

I know what's at stake

I'm screamin' Free Jeffrey

Connect collect calls right off of the celly

Gave her the blues

Not talkin' 'bout belly

Don't keep it sincere

I go Makaveli

I got the juice now it's heavy

Always on t-time been ready yeah

Is you f*cking crazy Is you f*

Wrappin' the cheese

Wrap around me 'cause I've got property

Chocolate AP and chocolate the Vs

Got the Willy Wonka factory

Burn a athlete like it's calories

Find another flame hot as me b*tch

Yeah is you f*cking crazy

Is you fucking crazy

Is you fucking crazy

Is you fucking crazy Uh

Is you fucking crazy Uh

Is you f*ckin'

Is you f*ckin'

Is you fucking crazy

How many Texas boys done ran it up

A couple maybe

Swanging in the pickup truck baby f*ck Mercedes

I'll f*ck a nigga b*tch

But she can't have the baby

I'll shoot your ass in Walmart like I'm DaBaby

The boy going Lionel Messi

I go Tom Brady

Used to wear the bust down back

In my old days

Now I let the chains hang

You gotta tuck yours maybe

N*ggas talkin' Scarface

I'm that in real life

Is you f*cking crazy or what

Is you fucking crazy

Man the club ain't been the same since

We lost Mercedes

Man the clique ain't been the same since

They lost the greatest

We outside with the army

So you need the uh-uh

Them boys rollin' all brown like

They whippin' gravy

Make a circus outside like it's Barnum's Bailey

Blickey hanging on my side

It's like it's really banging

She move her panties to the side

She want it raw when faded

Is you f*cking crazy Uh

Is you f*cking crazy Uh

Is you f*cking crazy or what

Is you f*cking crazy Yeah

Is you f*cking crazy or what

Is you f*ckin'

Is you f*ckin'

Is you f*cking crazy

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