[Intro: Turich Benjy]
Blame it on you
I like livin' my life in danger
Blame it on you
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Tell me you want some
Tell me you want some more
Tell me you want some
Livin' on the edge
[Interlude: Pink Siifu]
Yeah
Yeah
You know y'all only gon' get to this once, so
[Verse: Pink Siifu]
You know it's all love
You know I hate to see you stressed out and shit, smoked out and shit
Say what's on your mind
Shawty, let it out
Damn, shawty, breathe, get your rest out, take your time
She a vibe, slow (Slow)
Takе it slow (Slow)
And fly with me, get away
To my city, Saint-Tropez
México, catch a vibе
Poke your ass out, eat shabbat
You deserve to be, you on every beach
With your ass out, you're too fine
Let 'em know
Let your tits out, let 'em show
Got that freak vest
Got that Jeep, jet, got that Jeep, jet
Yeah, shawty cold
Stay on my mind every time I'm on the road
Tell that boy please, he don't want that smoke
Tell him cop that
Don't fuck with me, please, no such thing
Bitch, don't test me
Jealous nigga walkin' 'round with his chest out
Tell that nigga sit down, be for real, ho (Ho)
I ain't the nigga to check (Ho)
Nigga, just watch how you step (Ho)
I know when I see a rat (Ho)
We on the set at your neck
You know I'm one of the best
But fuck it all, let's be direct
I told 'em I'm takin' all bets
I give a fuck 'bout a list
'Cause every year, I kill this shit
Ain't no chance they could sound like that
What the fuck, man? What the fuck you know?
I tell all my niggas invest
We can still run up a check
But it can't be all 'bout a flex
For sure, once it's up, ain't no luck
We'll treat a nigga like a ref
Behind the reference, the oop on me the best
I slide like the PDF
They watchin' on top of the cliff
They 'bout to fall off on the edge
300 the way that I kick it
But I know niggas is cliquin'
I got my all on my set
But every year, these niggas switch
The way that I skip to the next
They cannot get my respect
This be the wave, it's this
On everything that I got left
Probably why I'll never rest
These niggas stay
They 'bout to see everything that I got every day
I need percentage, yeah
They need the bag on top of that bag and shit, I call it the flip
Flip, flip
Bro, real talk, though
Please watch out for niggas that you don't know
And please watch out for niggas that you call close
Surprise ending, bro, that's how the story go
We don't play that shit, no, never mind
Just keep it low-key, baby, we can ride
See you been back to back and we just sign
She'll never see a dollar sign
She could give a fuck about a dime
A hundred bottles, how they all Don?
Just don't play with death, it's like a love crime
Black on black, I think he somehow dancin'
[Outro: Turich Benjy]
'Bout that, about that time
'Bout that time
'Bout that time
(About that time)
[Spoken Outro]
Vous avez beaucoup parlé, vous avez beaucoup joué
Et aujourd'hui vous avez perdu
On est là, on est des jeunes Noirs ambitieux
On flex en léger, on est au Meurice sous Loro Piana
On sirote notre Bollinger, notre Laurent-Perrier
We win and you lose, nigga
Find me a translator, I don't think they're listenin'