作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr. Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** 'em I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** 'em I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot Huh, North Ooh-ooh!
On them meds like Darko, riding scheming on a mission Enough of the static in my hood, I bring the friction Chucky with the blade, **** a movie this that fiction I stay stacking up addictions, million dollar drug dependance Pimping like I'm skinny when I'm riding through the city **** them undercovers, all them feds got is a theory Downward to Gentilly, I'm the junkie of the century Check while I lay theories $licky the Scarecrow that they fearing on that Northside Black tide with the 59 (Grey!) **** it, just kill em' all, they gon' blame Sam Hyde Always taper on, what the **** is taper off? You see this tattoo on my head, the **** you resuscitate me for? Scoping out with that beanie, touch your head like I'm a prophet Slightly nodding off that fent, rub me wrong I get it poppin' Attacking the hood like Benghazi Better for good like gastaste Hoes they love Young Wetto, screaming "Follow me, culo papi"
Let me tone it down before the ice caps melt Grab devil by the horns so that I might catch hell White velvet on my ***** look like Marie Antoinette Every time she give me head it's like my **** was a threat Chain me with the shotgun, I ain't aim that shit **** your Spotify playlists, TikTok trends, y'all lame as shit You gon' catch these ****ing hands like a baseball mitt You got any last words? I bet they taste like **** Captain of the grey, I'm going down with the ship Down with the shit, I split just about everything with $lick Still in that 7 ain't nothing has changed Still wearing FTP fits to the grave Still **** the fame, **** the pressure and pain Only thing changed is I cut off my mane
Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** 'em I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** 'em I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
Hey Oddy, this is BEEP You must have got the text message this morning At 8, we are trying to get you in on this zoom meeting with BEEP Manipulate our schedule and have that 9 o'clock open We only gave you guys an hour notice but we tried to make it work, BEEP work her magic So if you want to jump on this I just sent it to you, okay Take a look at the zoom room And if you don't seem to have it, just text your cousin, he can send it to you. Thank you
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr. [00:00.017] Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** 'em [00:01.192] I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped [00:02.470] Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot [00:04.061] Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** 'em [00:06.579] I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped [00:09.099] Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot [00:09.568] Huh, North [00:11.364] Ooh-ooh! [00:12.302] [00:12.468] On them meds like Darko, riding scheming on a mission [00:15.682] Enough of the static in my hood, I bring the friction [00:18.796] Chucky with the blade, **** a movie this that fiction [00:21.482] I stay stacking up addictions, million dollar drug dependance [00:25.125] Pimping like I'm skinny when I'm riding through the city [00:28.288] **** them undercovers, all them feds got is a theory [00:31.412] Downward to Gentilly, I'm the junkie of the century [00:34.723] Check while I lay theories [00:35.803] $licky the Scarecrow that they fearing on that Northside [00:38.545] Black tide with the 59 (Grey!) [00:40.909] **** it, just kill em' all, they gon' blame Sam Hyde [00:44.024] Always taper on, what the **** is taper off? [00:46.746] You see this tattoo on my head, the **** you resuscitate me for? [00:50.222] Scoping out with that beanie, touch your head like I'm a prophet [00:53.200] Slightly nodding off that fent, rub me wrong I get it poppin' [00:56.641] Attacking the hood like Benghazi [00:58.300] Better for good like gastaste [00:59.777] Hoes they love Young Wetto, screaming "Follow me, culo papi" [01:02.838] [01:03.026] Let me tone it down before the ice caps melt [01:05.622] Grab devil by the horns so that I might catch hell [01:08.927] White velvet on my ***** look like Marie Antoinette [01:11.994] Every time she give me head it's like my **** was a threat [01:15.135] Chain me with the shotgun, I ain't aim that shit [01:18.202] **** your Spotify playlists, TikTok trends, y'all lame as shit [01:21.348] You gon' catch these ****ing hands like a baseball mitt [01:24.564] You got any last words? I bet they taste like **** [01:28.265] Captain of the grey, I'm going down with the ship [01:30.848] Down with the shit, I split just about everything with $lick [01:34.581] Still in that 7 ain't nothing has changed [01:36.232] Still wearing FTP fits to the grave [01:37.769] Still **** the fame, **** the pressure and pain [01:39.324] Only thing changed is I cut off my mane [01:40.879] [01:41.045] Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** 'em [01:42.945] I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped [01:44.132] Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot [01:47.072] Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** 'em [01:48.905] I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped [01:50.340] Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot [01:53.441] [01:53.603] Hey Oddy, this is BEEP [01:55.042] You must have got the text message this morning [01:57.110] At 8, we are trying to get you in on this zoom meeting with BEEP [02:01.741] Manipulate our schedule and have that 9 o'clock open [02:04.626] We only gave you guys an hour notice but we tried to make it work, BEEP work her magic [02:10.056] So if you want to jump on this I just sent it to you, okay [02:14.450] Take a look at the zoom room [02:18.023] And if you don't seem to have it, just text your cousin, he can send it to you. Thank you
