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  • 作词 : Akeem Joseph/Marlon Fung
    作曲 : Andy Garcia
    Backseat, riding with the trays, rock bottom
    That'll turn that ***** to a ghost
    Ain't no love in my city, straight drugs in my city
    ****** walk around this s**t, no hope
    Gotta keep the gang here with me, anything hold fifty
    ****** wanna bang, want no smoke
    ***** had the cash out, silly, bought the bag out with me
    ***** tryna stack, show you how it go
    Follow my eyes, s**t gon' be right on the prize
    Repping the set with the gods
    Split up them pods
    Run up the check to get high
    **** it, my *****, we crying
    Out of my mind, most of these ****** is lying
    All of my s**t a design
    Look at me shine, ***** might hit a few lines
    Then I might bang on your dime
    Do it, I hope
    You do me, Peter Pan, four in my liter, man
    Repping the coast
    All of my hitters bang, run up and get your man
    Word to my bros
    Flexing on Instagram, made over insta-fame
    Blowing my ****
    Punching up instant bands, move like the Crip in gangs
    Taking those shorts
    Jedi, I came with the force
    Roll up and spark up the torch
    Enter the corpse, pouring some liquor for cous'
    This for the ****** we lost
    Don't trap on the corner, killers is in the town
    ***** not ducking 'round
    **** with the growers, hit me, I need your loud
    Shipping, you get your pounds
    I got the packs if you got the racks
    Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
    Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
    Got it on me, *****, know it's a fact
    I got the dough, who got the dro'?
    Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
    Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
    Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
    I got the packs if you got the racks
    Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
    Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
    Got it on me, *****, know it's a fact
    I got the dough, who got the dro'?
    Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
    Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
    Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
    Call me the pack-tifist, smoke hella ****
    Travel all through the atlas and planting my seeds
    Grew to a money tree, as it should be
    Got some young ****** gunning while on LSD
    They want my hundreds, start hitting the *****
    When I open like auras, she thought I was cute
    Hold up, now you retreat
    Make you bow to the feet
    I ain't rocking designer, red bottom my speaker
    Don't get your people annihilated
    Sip the sap and my pupils be dilated
    I reside in the group with the finest ladies
    Free my mind now I move with no limitations
    We just demonstrating, dollars circulate
    Blowing recreation, ***** penetrate
    Ain't no ******* trophies when you in the grave
    Throw your girl emoji, she just give me face
    Never gave me faith, had to push it in place
    Manifested my future on daily basis
    Getting stoned like Medusa, 'bout getting paper
    Cop a P, then we move it, don't tell the neighbors
    Only blow OG, that potent flavor
    *****, roll me a dollie and then I face it
    Wrap that s**t tight so they cannot trace it
    Fed Ex sent me a text that the package made it
    I got the packs if you got the racks
    Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
    Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
    Got it on me, *****, know it's a fact
    I got the dough, who got the dro'?
    Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
    Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
    Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
    I got the packs if you got the racks
    Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
    Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
    Got it on me, *****, know it's a fact
    I got the dough, who got the dro'?
    Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
    Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
    Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Akeem Joseph/Marlon Fung
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Andy Garcia
    [00:15.999] Backseat, riding with the trays, rock bottom
    [00:18.055] That'll turn that ***** to a ghost
    [00:19.806] Ain't no love in my city, straight drugs in my city
    [00:21.949] ****** walk around this s**t, no hope
    [00:23.616] Gotta keep the gang here with me, anything hold fifty
    [00:26.136] ****** wanna bang, want no smoke
    [00:27.704] ***** had the cash out, silly, bought the bag out with me
    [00:30.086] ***** tryna stack, show you how it go
    [00:31.608] Follow my eyes, s**t gon' be right on the prize
    [00:33.938] Repping the set with the gods
    [00:35.586] Split up them pods
    [00:36.776] Run up the check to get high
    [00:38.033] **** it, my *****, we crying
    [00:39.649] Out of my mind, most of these ****** is lying
    [00:41.980] All of my s**t a design
    [00:43.658] Look at me shine, ***** might hit a few lines
    [00:45.890] Then I might bang on your dime
    [00:47.603] Do it, I hope
    [00:48.554] You do me, Peter Pan, four in my liter, man
    [00:51.535] Repping the coast
    [00:52.672] All of my hitters bang, run up and get your man
    [00:55.532] Word to my bros
    [00:56.665] Flexing on Instagram, made over insta-fame
    [00:59.626] Blowing my ****
    [01:00.674] Punching up instant bands, move like the Crip in gangs
    [01:03.609] Taking those shorts
    [01:04.709] Jedi, I came with the force
    [01:06.033] Roll up and spark up the torch
    [01:07.493] Enter the corpse, pouring some liquor for cous'
    [01:10.068] This for the ****** we lost
    [01:11.692] Don't trap on the corner, killers is in the town
    [01:14.006] ***** not ducking 'round
    [01:15.787] **** with the growers, hit me, I need your loud
    [01:18.144] Shipping, you get your pounds
    [01:19.721] I got the packs if you got the racks
    [01:21.628] Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
    [01:23.427] Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
    [01:25.546] Got it on me, *****, know it's a fact
    [01:27.548] I got the dough, who got the dro'?
    [01:29.523] Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
    [01:31.478] Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
    [01:33.528] Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
    [01:35.480] I got the packs if you got the racks
    [01:37.552] Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
    [01:39.500] Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
    [01:41.520] Got it on me, *****, know it's a fact
    [01:43.497] I got the dough, who got the dro'?
    [01:45.483] Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
    [01:47.654] Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
    [01:49.526] Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
    [01:51.528] Call me the pack-tifist, smoke hella ****
    [01:53.384] Travel all through the atlas and planting my seeds
    [01:55.535] Grew to a money tree, as it should be
    [01:57.597] Got some young ****** gunning while on LSD
    [01:59.559] They want my hundreds, start hitting the *****
    [02:01.442] When I open like auras, she thought I was cute
    [02:03.435] Hold up, now you retreat
    [02:04.459] Make you bow to the feet
    [02:05.564] I ain't rocking designer, red bottom my speaker
    [02:07.496] Don't get your people annihilated
    [02:09.477] Sip the sap and my pupils be dilated
    [02:11.146] I reside in the group with the finest ladies
    [02:13.428] Free my mind now I move with no limitations
    [02:15.340] We just demonstrating, dollars circulate
    [02:17.326] Blowing recreation, ***** penetrate
    [02:19.051] Ain't no ******* trophies when you in the grave
    [02:21.257] Throw your girl emoji, she just give me face
    [02:23.284] Never gave me faith, had to push it in place
    [02:25.195] Manifested my future on daily basis
    [02:27.175] Getting stoned like Medusa, 'bout getting paper
    [02:29.210] Cop a P, then we move it, don't tell the neighbors
    [02:31.312] Only blow OG, that potent flavor
    [02:33.296] *****, roll me a dollie and then I face it
    [02:35.247] Wrap that s**t tight so they cannot trace it
    [02:37.409] Fed Ex sent me a text that the package made it
    [02:39.215] I got the packs if you got the racks
    [02:41.477] Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
    [02:43.433] Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
    [02:45.494] Got it on me, *****, know it's a fact
    [02:47.497] I got the dough, who got the dro'?
    [02:49.465] Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
    [02:51.468] Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
    [02:53.498] Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
    [02:55.512] I got the packs if you got the racks
    [02:57.501] Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
    [02:59.413] Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
    [03:01.568] Got it on me, *****, know it's a fact
    [03:03.516] I got the dough, who got the dro'?
    [03:05.446] Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
    [03:07.547] Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
    [03:09.595] Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go