作词 : Robert Williams/Symere Woods/Nikolas Papamitrou/Alexander Papamitrou 作曲 : Robert Williams/Symere Woods/Nikolas Papamitrou/Alexander Papamitrou 制作人 : Xander/Nick Papz Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap Yeah You gotta turn me up in the headphones some more, a little bit more Turn me up Cruiz So many mother****ing hundreds you gotta make a part two I'm not in competition with my homies I'm whippin' the competition and the Rollie I know my opposition never knew me They wouldn't be opposition if they know me I make the proportion to my hitters I told them to knock me down if you owe me I just been slidin' 'round, hittin' them, get 'em We movin' with Glock, pounds and the .40s Them niggas got shot down, we was whorin' My homie a opp now, so we on him I was like sixteen with the MAC on me Deep in the field like it's Pop Warner Where did the shit scene niggas cracked on me When it got real, time to slide on him I made some M's, split the guys on 'em We keepin' it real, niggas not And my homie a savage, I put in a casket And I'm mad at him 'cause he died on us Just left his funeral and I told his momma Every time that she cry, we gon' slide on 'em I love you nigga, right there with the iron And I ain't surprised you ain't ridin' for us How would you feel if you bust some mills with some niggas And they switch side on you? How would you feel? When you so lit that you can't tell if the law real If I can't tell you nothin', I'll tell you how Thug feel And you ain't rich nigga, your stash gon' pay my drug bill Pussy Nigga, this expensive pain, pullin' in expensive rain Now got expensive chain He got drug money (Yeah), that's expensive game (Yeah) I got expensive shooter (Yeah), he got expensive aim (Yeah) You know it's Lil Uzi, that's an expensive name I'm goin hard and my back to the wall I was like Derek, just pumpin' and fakin' There's no way they matchin' me off Who really gon' me and we gettin' busy And we rappers when we ball I won't even brag this, I go triple platinum And they said that was an award, eh I switch my Rollie up to a Richard Millie In the trenches with some young nigga Tryna tell him how this rich shit really feel You ain't never been in the field with them late nights Off Benadryl with them great whites locked in a cell Like Shawshank, no redemption I was rich nigga in the prison I was showin' up when niggas weren't ridin' I was rich nigga on a mission I was motivated, I watchin' moves Yeah, the brokest nigga in the kitchen I was chasin' million when they said I couldn't I was hard headed, I ain't listen Got a dad that never did Now we all made it out the trenches, yeah All of my money is new All of my money is blue, riddle me this I spend some money, and keep doin' me favors and give all my money to who? You keep tellin' me niggas keep tellin' you what? Why they be runnin' to you? Why every time niggas talk about me and it's bad They keep comin' to you? I never got that part Nigga, know you my man But every time you wanna talk bad 'bout me They come to you and you come to me like lil' hoe ass nigga I'll slap the shit out you, **** it Woo Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids My homie a opp, but he know I watch So you know that I'm ready, I comin' We done went up on these niggas like seventy-nothin' They talkin' 'bout body, we talkin' 'bout mans We talkin' bout money, they talkin' 'bout killin' I gotta go to the bathroom soon as I walk in the building You know how I live Walkin', I'm tuckin' and passin' the glizzy Don't look how I you know I ain't slippin' ? one of my savage niggas, you know I ain't trippin' And I can't get it 'storted, I'm ballin' like Jordan We slidin with twenty, we totin' and pimpin' It's **** with the knee stain I be just be laughin' to the bank I done pulled up with the presidential on my wrist And this bitch look like Hillary I was just in the kitchen whippin' Hannah Montana Like my name was Billy Ray And I bet that I have me a hunnid million dollars on these niggas 'fore I be twenty-eight Love her back, but that bitch in love with me Twenty-thousand at best, she ain't dumpin' me I‘m not playin’ no bitch have run on me Lamborghini, the same color Bumblebee Pull up Cullinan, same color, butter seats In the game, ain't no young nigga touchin' me Yeah, she know that I'm the shit and she know that I'm rich Every time that we ****, she don't mean none to me 录音 : Ben Thomas 混音师 : Anthony Cruz/James Royo 编程 : Xander/Nick Papz 母带工程师 : Jess Jackson 人声 : Meek Mill
[00:00.000] 作词 : Robert Williams/Symere Woods/Nikolas Papamitrou/Alexander Papamitrou [00:00.428] 作曲 : Robert Williams/Symere Woods/Nikolas Papamitrou/Alexander Papamitrou [00:00.856] 制作人 : Xander/Nick Papz [00:01.286] Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap [00:01.961] Yeah [00:03.806] You gotta turn me up in the headphones some more, a little bit more [00:09.805] Turn me up Cruiz [00:15.984] So many mother****ing hundreds you gotta make a part two [00:25.274] I'm not in competition with my homies [00:26.736] I'm whippin' the competition and the Rollie [00:28.149] I know my opposition never knew me [00:29.835] They wouldn't be opposition if they know me [00:31.503] I make the proportion to my hitters [00:32.919] I told them to knock me down if you owe me [00:34.686] I just been slidin' 'round, hittin' them, get 'em [00:36.325] We movin' with Glock, pounds and the .40s [00:37.997] Them niggas got shot down, we was whorin' [00:39.465] My homie a opp now, so we on him [00:41.014] I was like sixteen with the MAC on me [00:42.767] Deep in the field like it's Pop Warner [00:44.290] Where did the shit scene niggas cracked on me [00:45.999] When it got real, time to slide on him [00:47.512] I made some M's, split the guys on 'em [00:48.954] We keepin' it real, niggas not [00:50.399] And my homie a savage, I put in a casket [00:52.283] And I'm mad at him 'cause he died on us [00:53.969] Just left his funeral and I told his momma [00:55.469] Every time that she cry, we gon' slide on 'em [00:57.151] I love you nigga, right there with the iron [00:58.587] And I ain't surprised you ain't ridin' for us [01:00.336] How would you feel if you bust some mills with some niggas [01:02.312] And they switch side on you? How would you feel? [01:05.572] When you so lit that you can't tell if the law real [01:08.771] If I can't tell you nothin', I'll tell you how Thug feel [01:11.990] And you ain't rich nigga, your stash gon' pay my drug bill [01:15.486] Pussy [01:16.377] Nigga, this expensive pain, pullin' in expensive rain [01:18.794] Now got expensive chain [01:20.335] He got drug money (Yeah), that's expensive game (Yeah) [01:23.595] I got expensive shooter (Yeah), he got expensive aim (Yeah) [01:26.694] You know it's Lil Uzi, that's an expensive name [01:29.582] I'm goin hard and my back to the wall [01:31.548] I was like Derek, just pumpin' and fakin' [01:32.961] There's no way they matchin' me off [01:34.621] Who really gon' me and we gettin' busy [01:36.079] And we rappers when we ball [01:38.079] I won't even brag this, I go triple platinum [01:39.400] And they said that was an award, eh [01:41.936] I switch my Rollie up to a Richard Millie [01:43.556] In the trenches with some young nigga [01:45.008] Tryna tell him how this rich shit really feel [01:47.319] You ain't never been in the field with them late nights [01:49.307] Off Benadryl with them great whites locked in a cell [01:51.802] Like Shawshank, no redemption [01:53.303] I was rich nigga in the prison [01:54.818] I was showin' up when niggas weren't ridin' [01:56.626] I was rich nigga on a mission [01:57.907] I was motivated, I watchin' moves [01:59.647] Yeah, the brokest nigga in the kitchen [02:01.166] I was chasin' million when they said I couldn't [02:02.976] I was hard headed, I ain't listen [02:04.399] Got a dad that never did [02:06.020] Now we all made it out the trenches, yeah [02:07.924] All of my money is new [02:09.255] All of my money is blue, riddle me this [02:11.182] I spend some money, and keep doin' me favors and give all my money to who? [02:14.339] You keep tellin' me niggas keep tellin' you what? [02:16.373] Why they be runnin' to you? [02:17.587] Why every time niggas talk about me and it's bad [02:19.555] They keep comin' to you? [02:21.521] I never got that part [02:23.605] Nigga, know you my man [02:24.642] But every time you wanna talk bad 'bout me [02:26.231] They come to you and you come to me like lil' hoe ass nigga [02:28.990] I'll slap the shit out you, **** it [02:33.274] Woo [02:34.021] Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids [02:36.758] My homie a opp, but he know I watch [02:38.034] So you know that I'm ready, I comin' [02:40.355] We done went up on these niggas like seventy-nothin' [02:42.974] They talkin' 'bout body, we talkin' 'bout mans [02:44.484] We talkin' bout money, they talkin' 'bout killin' [02:46.186] I gotta go to the bathroom soon as I walk in the building [02:48.574] You know how I live [02:49.532] Walkin', I'm tuckin' and passin' the glizzy [02:51.014] Don't look how I you know I ain't slippin' [02:52.650] ? one of my savage niggas, you know I ain't trippin' [02:55.788] And I can't get it 'storted, I'm ballin' like Jordan [02:57.266] We slidin with twenty, we totin' and pimpin' [02:58.958] It's **** with the knee stain [03:00.125] I be just be laughin' to the bank [03:01.892] I done pulled up with the presidential on my wrist [03:03.557] And this bitch look like Hillary [03:04.862] I was just in the kitchen whippin' Hannah Montana [03:07.009] Like my name was Billy Ray [03:08.351] And I bet that I have me a hunnid million dollars on these niggas 'fore I be twenty-eight [03:11.425] Love her back, but that bitch in love with me [03:12.873] Twenty-thousand at best, she ain't dumpin' me [03:14.474] I‘m not playin’ no bitch have run on me [03:16.119] Lamborghini, the same color Bumblebee [03:17.680] Pull up Cullinan, same color, butter seats [03:19.326] In the game, ain't no young nigga touchin' me [03:20.843] Yeah, she know that I'm the shit and she know that I'm rich [03:22.246] Every time that we ****, she don't mean none to me [03:27.887] 录音 : Ben Thomas [03:33.528] 混音师 : Anthony Cruz/James Royo [03:39.169] 编程 : Xander/Nick Papz [03:44.810] 母带工程师 : Jess Jackson [03:50.451] 人声 : Meek Mill