Rich Brian, Guapdad 4000 and Warren Hue - Foolish
(这是88rising)
Whole squad in the car, finna hop and we mobbin' (yeah)
Leavin' the sideshow, the droptop spotless (droptop)
Baby, it's a check, and the flex not modest (yeah)
Go through my phone, I got a pretty girl problem (brr)
I don't think that you could save me, the bay raised me
She wanna come and party with a groovy Asian
Who could blame you? (Yeah)
Fresco wrist, we're open, baby
Me and you not the same, it's money in my pants
I throw it in the sky, pullin' back to back Benzes
Throw the club back then it's back to my senses
Had to back up from backin' your interests
Long as lit, I don't really need friendships
Back in the rolls, we don't really need fences
Now I'm on point like (on God)
Fence it, money talk for me, baby, I don't gotta mention
Yeah, what's it like?
It's like every time they talk about it, but they never do it (yeah)
Put my plays in motion, baby, I'm tryna get movin'
Money on my mind, baby (yeah, I'm tryna be foolish (that's why I got)
Money on my mind, baby (yeah), I'm tryna be foolish (yeah)
Yeah, ay, ay
And I got that fire tongue, lick like a lighter
H-O-T-H-U-E July (huh)
And I got like more duffle bags, she's a pilot
Racks for survival, other ones to buy with
Hol' up, let me pick and chose, it's no interview
Why you askin' so many questions? Y'all know the truth, yeah
This ain't GQ but I dress G cute
Might be in them Vogues in my pinnacle, I'm too digital, I don't look like a lamb
Do a Civic zoom, yeah, the kid is back
I ain't kiddin', man, for the people that he with it, man
What's my ETA? Switchin' lane, we gon' misbehave
Hey, this the new era, I'm too terror, I look mirror
Think I'm the best and his mind clever
This new cheddar, fill up my past errors
I'm undercover like the Japanese gran
Get in the back, Fetti attached to my body like celebration (yeah, yeah, uh)
Yeah, I've been that, pull up with ten Caddies never lack
Don't ever cap, and never foldin' like a broken MacBook
4-5's on speed dial
I don't wanna worry, I need me some me time
Body you in six seconds, revine for revine
My hands can read minds, I'll never rewind
I do not play, either people deserve it or me gettin' bag is really good for the
Economy, whippin' the Audi, hit the stage and get a moshpit goin'
I've been reborn, hit the eastside strip, shawty dancin' like a robot
Big coins walk to the bank, your flow stank, my flow dope, DEA
In this case, I'ma tell the lawyer, you give me the race
Nobody, better tell me what I cannot do (okay)
You like a tv remote 'cause you always loose (okay)
Feel like I can fly without bein' a goose (okay)
You got your homies but they never tell the truth (okay)
It's like every time they talk about it, but they never do it (yeah)
Put my plays in motion, baby, I'm tryna get movin'
Money on my mind, baby (yeah), I'm tryna be foolish (that's why I got)
Money on my mind, baby (yeah), I'm tryna be foolish (yeah)
Written by:
Akeem Douglas Hayes, Brian Imanuel Soewarno, Chris Miles, Craig Inocencio Balmoris, Daniel Tannenbaum, Daniel Nathan Krieger, Tyler Reese Mehlenbacher, Warren Hui
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