First Person Shooter (Explicit)

[00:00.00]Drake、J. Cole - First Person Shooter (Explicit)
[00:00.00]Written by:A. Graham、A. Hernández、Coleman Name、I. De Boni、J. Cole、J. Washington Jr、M. Muleta、M. Samuels、O. Yildirim、T.B. Chambers
[00:00.00]Composed by:A. Graham、A. Hernández、Coleman Name、I. De Boni、J. Cole、J. Washington Jr、M. Muleta、M. Samuels、O. Yildirim、T.B. Chambers
[00:01.59]Pew pew-pew
[00:03.46]First person shooter mode we turnin' your song to a funeral
[00:06.48]To them n****s that say they wan' off us you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
[00:10.61]Yeah them boys had it locked but I knew the code
[00:12.71]Lot of n****s debatin' my numeral
[00:14.39]Not the three not the two I'm the U-N-O
[00:17.25]Yeah
[00:19.25]Numero U-N-O
[00:20.44]Me and Drizzy this **** like the Super Bowl
[00:22.30]Man this **** d**n near big as the
[00:25.08]Big as the what Big as the what Big as the what
[00:30.88]Big as the Super Bowl
[00:32.14]But the difference is it's just two guys playin' **** that they did in the studio
[00:36.17]N****s usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible just like a two-year old
[00:40.21]I love a dinner with some fine women
[00:42.01]When they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T
[00:43.96]I'm like "Go 'head say it then who the G.O.A.T.
[00:47.33]"Who the G.O.A.T. Who the G.O.A.T. Who the G.O.A.T."
[00:50.03]"Who you b*****s really rootin' for"
[00:51.81]Like a kid that act bad from January to November n***a it's just you and Cole
[00:56.64]Big as the what Big as the what Big as the what
[01:01.72]Ayy
[01:02.55]Big as the Super Bowl
[01:03.89]N****s so thirsty to put me in beef
[01:05.87]Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
[01:07.61]I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
[01:09.68]I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
[01:11.67]I still wanna get me a song with YB
[01:13.59]Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
[01:15.56]Just know if I diss you I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
[01:19.44]I'm namin' the album The Fall Off it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
[01:23.52]Still in this bitch gettin' bigger they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
[01:27.69]Love when they argue the hardest MC
[01:29.48]Is it K-Dot Is it Aubrey Or me
[01:31.33]We the big three like we started a league but right now I feel like Muhammed Ali
[01:35.49]Huh yeah yeah huh-huh yeah Muhammed Ali
[01:39.27]The one that they call when they **** ain't connectin' no more feel like I got a job in IT
[01:43.28]Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
[01:44.93]The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
[01:47.01]It's like we recruited your homies to beat demon deacons we got 'em attending a wake
[01:51.57]Hate how the gang gotta wait for the boss man this **** like a prison escape
[01:55.01]Everybody steppers well **** it then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate
[01:59.41]Huh huh huh
[02:00.80]When I show up it's motion picture blockbuster
[02:02.77]The G.O.A.T. with the golden pin the top toucher
[02:04.97]The spot rusher sprayed his whole **** up the crop duster
[02:08.34]Not Russia but apply pressure
[02:09.67]To your cranium Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
[02:12.66]With The Boy in the status a stadium
[02:15.53]N***a
[02:24.27]Ayy I'm 'bout to— I'm bout to—
[02:28.93]I'm 'bout to— yeah
[02:32.88]Yeah
[02:34.23]I'm 'bout to click out on this ****
[02:35.83]I'm 'bout to click woah
[02:37.17]I'm 'bout to click out on this ****
[02:38.69]I'm 'bout to click woah
[02:40.08]I'm down to click down you h**s and make a crime scene
[02:42.99]I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
[02:46.00]Man I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
[02:48.87]She call my number leave her hangin' she got dry-cleaned
[02:51.73]She got a Android her messages is lime green
[02:54.69]I search one name and end up seein' twenty tings
[02:58.39]Nadine Christine Justine Kathleen Charlene Pauline Claudine
[03:03.59]Man I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
[03:06.58]And they send me naked pictures it's the small things
[03:09.49]You n****s is still takin' pictures on a dog stream
[03:12.29]My youngers richer than you rappers and they all stream
[03:15.22]I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
[03:17.99]Man if your pub was up for sale I buy the whole thing
[03:21.22]Will they ever give me flowers Well of course not
[03:24.17]They don't wanna have that talk 'cause it's a sore spot
[03:26.75]They know The Boy the one they gotta boycott
[03:29.59]I told Jim and Jammer I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
[03:32.71]Girl gave me some head because I need it
[03:34.96]And if I **** with you then after I might eat it wait
[03:38.03]N****s talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
[03:40.18]What the **** bro I'm one away from Michael
[03:42.45]N***a beat it n***a beat it what
[03:44.26]Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what
[03:47.14]Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what
[03:50.04]Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what
[03:52.97]Don't even pay me back on none them favors I don't need it
Drake、J. Cole - First Person Shooter (Explicit)
Written by:A. Graham、A. Hernández、Coleman Name、I. De Boni、J. Cole、J. Washington Jr、M. Muleta、M. Samuels、O. Yildirim、T.B. Chambers
Composed by:A. Graham、A. Hernández、Coleman Name、I. De Boni、J. Cole、J. Washington Jr、M. Muleta、M. Samuels、O. Yildirim、T.B. Chambers
Pew pew-pew
First person shooter mode we turnin' your song to a funeral
To them n****s that say they wan' off us you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles
Yeah them boys had it locked but I knew the code
Lot of n****s debatin' my numeral
Not the three not the two I'm the U-N-O
Yeah
Numero U-N-O
Me and Drizzy this **** like the Super Bowl
Man this **** d**n near big as the
Big as the what Big as the what Big as the what
Big as the Super Bowl
But the difference is it's just two guys playin' **** that they did in the studio
N****s usually send they verses back to me and they be terrible just like a two-year old
I love a dinner with some fine women
When they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T
I'm like "Go 'head say it then who the G.O.A.T.
"Who the G.O.A.T. Who the G.O.A.T. Who the G.O.A.T."
"Who you b*****s really rootin' for"
Like a kid that act bad from January to November n***a it's just you and Cole
Big as the what Big as the what Big as the what
Ayy
Big as the Super Bowl
N****s so thirsty to put me in beef
Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep
I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth
I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique
I still wanna get me a song with YB
Can't trust everything that you saw on IG
Just know if I diss you I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID
I'm namin' the album The Fall Off it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me
Still in this bitch gettin' bigger they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be
Love when they argue the hardest MC
Is it K-Dot Is it Aubrey Or me
We the big three like we started a league but right now I feel like Muhammed Ali
Huh yeah yeah huh-huh yeah Muhammed Ali
The one that they call when they **** ain't connectin' no more feel like I got a job in IT
Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake
The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake
It's like we recruited your homies to beat demon deacons we got 'em attending a wake
Hate how the gang gotta wait for the boss man this **** like a prison escape
Everybody steppers well **** it then everybody breakfast and I'm 'bout to clear up my plate
Huh huh huh
When I show up it's motion picture blockbuster
The G.O.A.T. with the golden pin the top toucher
The spot rusher sprayed his whole **** up the crop duster
Not Russia but apply pressure
To your cranium Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em
With The Boy in the status a stadium
N***a
Ayy I'm 'bout to— I'm bout to—
I'm 'bout to— yeah
Yeah
I'm 'bout to click out on this ****
I'm 'bout to click woah
I'm 'bout to click out on this ****
I'm 'bout to click woah
I'm down to click down you h**s and make a crime scene
I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam
Man I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was nineteen
She call my number leave her hangin' she got dry-cleaned
She got a Android her messages is lime green
I search one name and end up seein' twenty tings
Nadine Christine Justine Kathleen Charlene Pauline Claudine
Man I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines
And they send me naked pictures it's the small things
You n****s is still takin' pictures on a dog stream
My youngers richer than you rappers and they all stream
I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams
Man if your pub was up for sale I buy the whole thing
Will they ever give me flowers Well of course not
They don't wanna have that talk 'cause it's a sore spot
They know The Boy the one they gotta boycott
I told Jim and Jammer I use a GRAMMY as a door stop
Girl gave me some head because I need it
And if I **** with you then after I might eat it wait
N****s talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated
What the **** bro I'm one away from Michael
N***a beat it n***a beat it what
Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what
Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what
Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what Beat it what
Don't even pay me back on none them favors I don't need it