เพลง White Sand

อัลบั้ม Culture II

ศิลปิน Migos, Travis Scott, Ty Dolla $ign, Big Sean

26 ม.ค. 61

เนื้อเพลง White Sand

White Sand (Clean) - Migos/Travis Scott/Ty Dolla $ign/Big Sean

Written by:Quavious Marshall/Kiari Cephus/Kirsnick Ball/Jacques Webster/Sean Anderson/Tyrone Griffin/Daryl "DJ Durel" McPherson/Weezy

Producer:Weezy/Quavo/DJ Durel/Ty Dolla $ign/Travis Scott

Yeah white color sand yeah frost in my hand yeah yeah

Lost it again yeah it's lit ghost Danny Phantom oh yeah

Dipped in a trance yeah alright ten in the van yeah

Mars make her leap yeah shh not a squeak straight up

Coupe outside outside she say let me ride

 

Bust down Rollie with the ice ice

Ride 'round the city with a pipe

 

Wrist frozen frozen

Blessed I guess I'm chosen chosen

Hit a lightskin from Oakland

In my old school sideshow

 

Supersport oh yeah

Crash the Porsche oh yeah

I was gettin' head woah

She was k**lin' it woah

 

Caught an Uber to the dealership swerve swerve swerve swerve

 

Cash out on some new sh*t woah look

I surround myself with all this loyalty

Swear to God I'm the one my girl just might propose to me I swear

A clique full of CEO's O's none of us got a degree no no

Made it from the underground now they back tryna bury me bury me

I lean I sway woah with Quay woah and Take God

I give and hardly take you level up I levitate

B**ch you a culture what vulture woah poser woah

Hungry for exposure I'm with my Migos soldiers gone

White color sand yeah yeah frost in my hand yeah

Lost it again yeah ghost Danny Phantom it's lit

Dipped in a trance yeah alright ten in the van yeah

Mars make her leap yeah shh not a squeak straight up

Drank color pink dirty bags wash it clean clean yeah

Coupe got wings coupe got

Posted up with kings coupe got wings

On the top like toupee on top

Play no games no 2K no 2K

Crap game in the booth flame crap

Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne skrrt skrrt

Pull up the curtains to the Mulsane hey

Pavé my set and clip Blu-ray pavé

Run to the bag like Hussein bag

When I lay my head down got two K's baow

Ferrari in Miami Beach Ferrrari

I paid one twenty for rose Philippe Philippe

I took her soul for keeps yeah soul

Back to back rolls like Meech Meech

I check my balance the cash I'ma double up bag

P90 two three with the monkey nuts brrt

When I look at my wrist it's a hockey puck woo

When I get with a b**ch I'ma pipe her up hey

Pour that lean on that ice lean

Leaving my dreams covered in ice dream

Wedding band rings ain't no wife

Tryna get the demons out of my sight woo

N**ga we ain't hiding we straight nope

I'm talking big plate with that steak steak

N***as be watchin' out 'cause they scoping watchin'

Geeked off of Adderall they all focused acid

Sipping on Tylenol having codeine withdrawls

A n**ga must got to be joking joking

Don't want the pack it ain't potent uh

Look at wrist water came from the ocean ice

I'm laughing never lacking no

Everlasting flipping work like gymnastics flippin' it

Wrapping it up in the plastic wrappin' it

Smoking it up in the ashes ashes

Looking and watching which a** is gon' be the fattest a**es

I pick the b**ch up and smash it

2018 we don't pass we trash it

Yeah white color sand yeah yeah frost in my hand yeah

Lost it again yeah ghost Danny Phantom it's lit

Dipped in a trance yeah alright ten in the van yeah

Mars make her leap yeah shh not a squeak straight up

Drank color pink dirty bags wash it clean clean yeah

Coupe got wings coupe got

Posted up with kings coupe got wings

On the top like toupee on top

Play no games no 2K no 2K

Crap game in the booth flame crap

Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne skrrt skrrt

 

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