作词 : James Baker/Leonel Sebastian Aranda- Alferez 作曲 : James Baker/Leonel Sebastian Aranda- Alferez Hah Yeah Hah, hah Trafficking throughout the city, Keep Glocks with them sticks and them thugs with me (With me) I catch an opp in the streets, RIP him, You think that I brought turtle doves with me (With me) It's still F-R-double-E, man, a ***** killed P, But you know that his cuz with me (Crip) And I feel like a pharmacy 'Cause I got this OG And these designer drugs with me (Gas), you dig? Say the wrong thing, Then I'm gon' split your wig, you dig? (You dig?) How you a hitter but when you be shootin' you Hittin' them little kids? (Woah) McDonalds, I eat a McChicken with bacon, But I do not **** with pigs (**** 'em) Where I'm from, *****, we totin' them Glocks, We do not **** with SIG's, you dig? (Yeah) Bullets spittin' like a beat (Yeah) We pull up with the .223 (Three) I can be a glass in the sun, Bet a ************' opp can't see through me (Facts) Three holes in the head, he got bowling ball status Strike a ***** out, first degree ('Gree) *****, I'm icy to the teeth (Teeth) I ain't never wear no turtleneck tee (Nope) Make him run, he Deion with the cleats (Yup) No baton but the boy police (Police) Bought my car, *****, ain't s**t leased (Leased) Try to rob, *****, ain't s**t sweet (Nope) Who you tryna scare shootin' guns in the air? What you tryna start, a track meet? (Yoom) Pockets on fat, back meat I get more ass than an Uber backseat (Uber) But I don't do pick-ups, This .40 right here got the hiccups (Hiccups) My pockets strong and s**t like a sit-up (Sit-up) You put your hands on her, you know you wrong and s**t My *****, that s**t not official ('Ficial) *****, I'm the s**t like toilet tissue (Tissue) Say the wrong thing, then the boys'll get you (Word) You want this beef, then you need to catch up And get you a deal, I ain't order pickles (Nope) Bread, I got that sand like a sandwich (A sandwich) I just made this s**t off the head, This s**t is literally talent (It's talent) I just spent five bands on some Nae Naes, I used to wear the New Balance (Woah) Smokin' the ****, spinnin' like a BeyBlade, This s**t right here keep me balanced (Gas) Smokin' is helpin' me balance I got your ***** right now, she 'bout to show me her talent And I'm ballin' on these ******, shootin' like Ray Allen And these ******, they some hoes, and they stay silent, facts Say the wrong thing, get whacked ***** can't never say nothin' like me, get my chain snatched 'Cause I always keep me a chopper, *****, that's no hat *****, your ***** wanna take a pic, yeah, Kodak Hah
[00:00.000] 作词 : James Baker/Leonel Sebastian Aranda- Alferez [00:01.000] 作曲 : James Baker/Leonel Sebastian Aranda- Alferez [00:04.40]Hah [00:10.04]Yeah [00:11.32]Hah, hah [00:13.26]Trafficking throughout the city, [00:15.11]Keep Glocks with them sticks and them thugs with me (With me) [00:16.97]I catch an opp in the streets, RIP him, [00:18.63]You think that I brought turtle doves with me (With me) [00:20.41]It's still F-R-double-E, man, a ***** killed P, [00:22.65]But you know that his cuz with me (Crip) [00:24.07]And I feel like a pharmacy [00:25.17]'Cause I got this OG [00:26.30]And these designer drugs with me (Gas), you dig? [00:27.94]Say the wrong thing, [00:29.34]Then I'm gon' split your wig, you dig? (You dig?) [00:31.05]How you a hitter but when you be shootin' you [00:32.90]Hittin' them little kids? (Woah) [00:34.62]McDonalds, I eat a McChicken with bacon, [00:36.10]But I do not **** with pigs (**** 'em) [00:38.06]Where I'm from, *****, we totin' them Glocks, [00:39.78]We do not **** with SIG's, you dig? (Yeah) [00:42.85]Bullets spittin' like a beat (Yeah) [00:43.96]We pull up with the .223 (Three) [00:44.96]I can be a glass in the sun, [00:46.63]Bet a ************' opp can't see through me (Facts) [00:48.70]Three holes in the head, he got bowling ball status [00:50.68]Strike a ***** out, first degree ('Gree) [00:52.50]*****, I'm icy to the teeth (Teeth) [00:53.74]I ain't never wear no turtleneck tee (Nope) [00:55.78]Make him run, he Deion with the cleats (Yup) [00:57.56]No baton but the boy police (Police) [00:59.42]Bought my car, *****, ain't s**t leased (Leased) [01:01.23]Try to rob, *****, ain't s**t sweet (Nope) [01:03.01]Who you tryna scare shootin' guns in the air? [01:04.90]What you tryna start, a track meet? (Yoom) [01:06.67]Pockets on fat, back meat [01:08.07]I get more ass than an Uber backseat (Uber) [01:10.28]But I don't do pick-ups, [01:11.85]This .40 right here got the hiccups (Hiccups) [01:13.39]My pockets strong and s**t like a sit-up (Sit-up) [01:15.00]You put your hands on her, you know you wrong and s**t [01:16.79]My *****, that s**t not official ('Ficial) [01:18.64]*****, I'm the s**t like toilet tissue (Tissue) [01:20.18]Say the wrong thing, then the boys'll get you (Word) [01:21.90]You want this beef, then you need to catch up [01:23.66]And get you a deal, I ain't order pickles (Nope) [01:25.55]Bread, I got that sand like a sandwich (A sandwich) [01:27.98]I just made this s**t off the head, [01:29.73]This s**t is literally talent (It's talent) [01:31.56]I just spent five bands on some Nae Naes, [01:33.54]I used to wear the New Balance (Woah) [01:35.10]Smokin' the ****, spinnin' like a BeyBlade, [01:36.99]This s**t right here keep me balanced (Gas) [01:38.68]Smokin' is helpin' me balance [01:42.30]I got your ***** right now, she 'bout to show me her talent [01:45.80]And I'm ballin' on these ******, shootin' like Ray Allen [01:49.27]And these ******, they some hoes, and they stay silent, facts [01:53.74]Say the wrong thing, get whacked [01:55.93]***** can't never say nothin' like me, get my chain snatched [01:59.56]'Cause I always keep me a chopper, *****, that's no hat [02:03.42]*****, your ***** wanna take a pic, yeah, Kodak [02:07.07]Hah [02:08.53]
