作词 : Jermaine Cole/Destin Route/Vincent Staples/Kalon Berry 作曲 : Jermaine Cole/Destin Route/Vincent Staples/Kalon Berry You don't give a damn, then we don't give a **** On God, I been waitin' for one of y'all ***** *****s to buck Still starving, ribs touching Touch the team and you get touched like homescreen buttons Hoes scream loud, Jennifer Hudson when them thangs start bustin' Alright **** talk and slick talk Pissed off, stick talk Diss track, get mad Rap *****s big trash Your squad, my squad Mismatched, pissants Cheese chase, gym rats Picture paint, Rembrandts Tree trunk, thin branch I leave, come back This fall, diss all y'all *****s I came up with My, what a bit of a change up These *****s lame, we in minimal danger I got the banger, just give me the next My ***** put me in the game and I'm ready to flame, I'm anxious Put the mother****in' bank on it Big nuts hangin', big bucks bringin', **** 'em all No slut shamin', money in the Cayman, I'm appalled *****s swear they bangin', feds got 'em singin' on the squad Crack rock slangin' on blacktop pavement, tryna ball Line 'em up on the wall, three deep, final call Knee-deep, squeeze three, beep beep, Tylenol Pulled up one deep, no squad, just me Just God, no prob', real *****s tend to **** with me No jewelry, no stunt from me Just a Bentley truck, and an empty cup of whatever that is You too concerned 'bout how clever that is Me, I'm concerned how much bread that it is Or lettuce that it is I been got my mama out debt off of this I'm ****ing the game, you *****s is lame You won't even get a little head out of this Bet I'ma miss, you *****s is dense, my hits goin' over the fence How is you *****s so rich? I'm not so convinced My wrist costin' more than your whip And I don't wear that no more, that **** there look tacky Yeah, I'm the G.O.A.T., no *****, don't at me Put on your coat, the world gon' get colder This is my year, don't say I ain't told you, ***** You don't give a damn, then we don't give a **** On God, I been waitin' for one of y'all ***** *****s to buck Still starving, ribs touching Touch the team and you get touched like homescreen buttons Hoes scream loud, Jennifer Hudson when them thangs start bustin' Ayy, ayy, *****, ayy, ayy Ayy, yo, uh-uh Ayy, yo Ayy, ain't this that, um... Ayy, ain't this the Dreamville ****? This the, um... I had a dream, I had a Glock, I had a beam, run it back I had a dream, she in Celine, I'm in Supreme, run it back Y'all had the dream, I had the guap, I hit the green, run it back Ready to go, ready to score, ready for war, run it back I'm finna bring the summer back I'm finna bring the Hummer back Snuck my gun in the function I bust, he not coming back Dummy racks, hundred stacks Police killed 'bout a hundred blacks Don't get killed tryna run a lap ***** don't get killed tryna run a...
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jermaine Cole/Destin Route/Vincent Staples/Kalon Berry [00:00.569] 作曲 : Jermaine Cole/Destin Route/Vincent Staples/Kalon Berry [00:01.139] You don't give a damn, then we don't give a **** [00:03.600] On God, I been waitin' for one of y'all ***** *****s to buck [00:06.854] Still starving, ribs touching [00:08.497] Touch the team and you get touched like homescreen buttons [00:11.141] Hoes scream loud, Jennifer Hudson when them thangs start bustin' [00:13.691] Alright [00:14.449] **** talk and slick talk [00:15.837] Pissed off, stick talk [00:17.244] Diss track, get mad [00:18.949] Rap *****s big trash [00:20.796] Your squad, my squad [00:22.224] Mismatched, pissants [00:23.974] Cheese chase, gym rats [00:25.659] Picture paint, Rembrandts [00:27.419] Tree trunk, thin branch [00:28.883] I leave, come back [00:30.640] This fall, diss all y'all *****s I came up with [00:33.036] My, what a bit of a change up [00:34.641] These *****s lame, we in minimal danger [00:36.232] I got the banger, just give me the next [00:37.716] My ***** put me in the game and I'm ready to flame, I'm anxious [00:39.467] Put the mother****in' bank on it [00:41.111] Big nuts hangin', big bucks bringin', **** 'em all [00:44.411] No slut shamin', money in the Cayman, I'm appalled [00:47.713] *****s swear they bangin', feds got 'em singin' on the squad [00:50.973] Crack rock slangin' on blacktop pavement, tryna ball [00:54.571] Line 'em up on the wall, three deep, final call [00:57.822] Knee-deep, squeeze three, beep beep, Tylenol [01:01.197] Pulled up one deep, no squad, just me [01:04.668] Just God, no prob', real *****s tend to **** with me [01:07.920] No jewelry, no stunt from me [01:09.575] Just a Bentley truck, and an empty cup of whatever that is [01:12.346] You too concerned 'bout how clever that is [01:13.902] Me, I'm concerned how much bread that it is [01:15.543] Or lettuce that it is [01:16.496] I been got my mama out debt off of this [01:17.999] I'm ****ing the game, you *****s is lame [01:19.653] You won't even get a little head out of this [01:21.538] Bet I'ma miss, you *****s is dense, my hits goin' over the fence [01:24.344] How is you *****s so rich? I'm not so convinced [01:26.435] My wrist costin' more than your whip [01:27.844] And I don't wear that no more, that **** there look tacky [01:29.837] Yeah, I'm the G.O.A.T., no *****, don't at me [01:31.747] Put on your coat, the world gon' get colder [01:33.297] This is my year, don't say I ain't told you, ***** [01:35.837] You don't give a damn, then we don't give a **** [01:38.346] On God, I been waitin' for one of y'all ***** *****s to buck [01:41.553] Still starving, ribs touching [01:43.230] Touch the team and you get touched like homescreen buttons [01:45.876] Hoes scream loud, Jennifer Hudson when them thangs start bustin' [01:51.143] Ayy, ayy, *****, ayy, ayy [01:52.756] Ayy, yo, uh-uh [01:54.638] Ayy, yo [01:56.223] Ayy, ain't this that, um... [01:58.342] Ayy, ain't this the Dreamville ****? This the, um... [02:03.275] I had a dream, I had a Glock, I had a beam, run it back [02:06.468] I had a dream, she in Celine, I'm in Supreme, run it back [02:09.970] Y'all had the dream, I had the guap, I hit the green, run it back [02:13.464] Ready to go, ready to score, ready for war, run it back [02:16.943] I'm finna bring the summer back [02:18.681] I'm finna bring the Hummer back [02:20.269] Snuck my gun in the function [02:22.309] I bust, he not coming back [02:23.800] Dummy racks, hundred stacks [02:25.260] Police killed 'bout a hundred blacks [02:27.048] Don't get killed tryna run a lap [02:28.668] ***** don't get killed tryna run a...
