Looking For Trouble - CyHi Da Prynce&Big Sean&J. Cole&Pusha T

J. Cole

Pusha T

Big Sean

CyHi Da Prynce

专辑:《Friday Night Lights (Explicit)》

更新时间:2025-03-13 08:04:32

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Looking For Trouble - CyHi Da Prynce&Big Sean&J. Cole&Pusha T 歌词

Looking For Trouble (Bonus) - J. Cole/Pusha T/Big Sean/CyHi Da Prynce

Re-up gang pusha

Looking for trouble trouble trouble

But you found it motherf**ker

Some shekels fe I shenks yes

Just a burn up de lamb'

All I see is black roses ** dealer poses

Shoveling that devil's angel up they noses

Never let jail turn my Shyne into Moses

Couldn't cleanse my soul with them civil rights hoses

Panoramic roof under glass like a coaster

Backseat driver racial slurs at the chauffeur

Killian loafers Mikimoto chokes her

Photo-op is priceless frame our wanted posters

The audacity war brings casualty

B***h have my son before I face that tragedy

Uhh I order hits she orders mahi

R I P vivian blake shout out the shower posse gone

Music a bubble

Looking for trouble trouble trouble

But you found it motherf**ker

Some shekels fe I shenks yeah yeah

Just a burn up de lamb's bread

I miss the misogyny bad b***hes massagin' me

Sometimes we lowered our standards at the colleges

So please don't judge me uh for the followin'

Fat b***hes swallowin' skinny b***hes modellin'

Take off that Givenchy and let's get raunchy

I have your face looking all captain Crunch-y

The devil stay testing 'cause when you chase the p***y

It's a sin but if it falls in your

Lap it's a blessin'

Soon as I got salad I spent it all on dressin'

French to be exact that balmain was impressive

Hedi Slimane leathers leathers leathers leathers leathers

Cyhi cyhi

Yeah yeah boy we lookin' for trouble

Maybe if we wasn't black then we wouldn't have struggled

Player all I got is trap n***as and crooks in my huddle

They cook and I smuggle got 20 pounds

Of kush in the duffle

So I'm runnin' through them circles boy

I'm lookin' like Knuckles

Look at my knuckles got the hook in 'cause n***as was looking

I've tooken some whoopings so trust me dawg

I'm good for a scuffle

Don't be mad I whooped your a*s 'cause I've tooken a couple

Feds askin' n***as questions but I wouldn't rebuttal

'Cause I'm Jake Gyllenhaal I'm in the hood with the bubble

With a tall model broad like I took her from Russe

Didn't play the cards I was dealt I made the dealer re-shuffle

Huh royal flush so kiss my royal nuts

Ain't nothin' silver spooned I came from the soil bruh

But now I'm eatin' off of raffaello gold

Exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes

But don't get it confused when I rap these mellow flows

'Cause all my titos got bricks like the yellow road

Good

Music a bubble

B-I-G sean don n***a n***a

But you found it motherf**ker

Some shekels fe I shenks b***h

I'm in that no-smoke sec' rolling motherf**king ounces

M*******a mountains drinks you're not pronouncing

Three chains on I don't need no bouncers

Nothing less than a G stashed in my trousers

New double Ds smashed in her blouses

F**k a hotel my n***a we rent houses houses

My n***a we rent houses

So many wedding rings lost in them couches

I'm just a westside lover

I leave females in my sheets and

All my feelings in a rubber

This is showtime showtime boy

I hope you set the D V R

Stacking money face to face this s**t look like C P R

'Ye invited me a seat to sit at the throne

So now I'm snappin' like yo a*s just finished the poem

Does he sound like 'ye jay or drizzy drake

Meanwhile I'm chillin' with all these n***as

Counting all this money you ain't

Consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime

A killer before the crime a big before the dyin'

Greet me with a middle finger when you see me

It's cool 'cause I can't see yo a*s from

This side of the T V motherf**ker

'Cause I made of the long way

Hey cole world make way for the chosen one

What you now hear is puttin' fear in all the older ones

Downplayed me to downgrade me like they don't notice him

Your shoes too big to fill

I can barely squeeze my toes in 'em

F**king hoes while teachin' n***as to hold your sons

This the rap Moses scratch that Mary and Joseph's son

High as f**k with a cold flow and a loaded gun

Never say I'm better than hov but I'm the closest one

Heard you lookin' for trouble what I'm 'sposed to run

Yo b***h invited me inside her ain't I 'sposed to come

Got n***as that'll blow your tee off put a hole in one

Now you outside of heaven's gate frontin' like you know someone

Talking hard but y'all still ain't push me

They say you are what you eat and I still ain't p***y

Hmm f**k it e'rybody can get it

When you're this hot e'rybody's a critic

But when you're this high e'rybody's a midget

All this mean mugging from n***as that mean nothin'

Could it be my position is one that you dreamed of

Went from quarter to broke to half past rich

With my badass b***h and you don't want no problems

On some math class s**t so check the young genius out

F**k the world bust a nut and let my semen sprout

I thought that real s**t is

What you been fiendin' 'bout

What you been praying fo'

What you been screamin' 'bout

Ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreamin' 'bout