作词 : Dion Hayes/Spencer Harris/Dyllan McKinney 作曲 : Dion Hayes/Spencer Harris/Dyllan McKinney [Intro] Me and Drez, nigga, me and Rece, nigga (Dmac on the ****in' track) Free all the muh****in' boys, nigga Big fours (Tell a young nigga I need it, always been that way, nigga) (Tuned up) **** with me, you sayin' somethin'? [Chorus] Me and my youngin', all we like to do is get money (What else?) **** hoes, kill niggas, spray shit Sixty-four shots between us, can't miss Bruh, I killed him, oh, he ain't dead? **** R-I-P to, tuh, he ain't had the same luck Wire got one too, this is not the same truck Get your ho hit speakin' down on a G TJ on her ass in a SRT Me and Tay, we just poured up another eight Bruh, I hate when rat hoes start actin' fake Forever my brother keeper, me and Drez We done really blew shit down on my kids [Verse] Doggy gotta chill, might as well step in Every time we touch a bitch, two FNs Just call us the best friends, youngins really put in work Then subtract five, all the niggas we done murdered All these bitches gettin' ****ed, I'm the never-fall-in-love-type Cuz right, cookin' up, usin' two pots, nigga, thug life I was just drinkin' cool shots, bitch, I love life, brrat How much you gon' charge me for that n-n-n-n-neck? All I know is disrespect, niggas ain't been in the field You gotta whack, them niggas ain't doin' no drills I never call you to duty, they'll never call you a shooter How the **** we all gettin' to it? How the **** my dawg in a movie? Fully automatic .45s, this not a Uzi Still gon' blow it, nigga, I don't give a **** Half of the city's toe tags go to us I ain't ever no showed no sign of a **** Nigga, tell me y'all want it, bitch, we can get it Still on the corner, mix the fentanyl with Rizzy (You with who?) [Chorus] Me and my youngin', all we like to do is get money (What else?) **** hoes, kill niggas, spray shit Sixty-four shots between us, can't miss Bruh, I killed him, oh, he ain't dead? **** R-I-P to, tuh, he ain't had the same luck Wire got one too, this is not the same truck Get your ho hit speakin' down on a G TJ on her ass in a SRT Me and Tay, we just poured up another eight Bruh, I hate when rat hoes start actin' fake Forever my brother keeper, me and Drez We done really blew shit down on my kids
[00:00.00] 作词 : Dion Hayes/Spencer Harris/Dyllan McKinney [00:00.00] 作曲 : Dion Hayes/Spencer Harris/Dyllan McKinney [00:00.0][Intro] [00:01.10]Me and Drez, nigga, me and Rece, nigga (Dmac on the ****in' track) [00:04.31]Free all the muh****in' boys, nigga [00:04.73]Big fours (Tell a young nigga I need it, always been that way, nigga) [00:06.53](Tuned up) **** with me, you sayin' somethin'? [00:09.14][Chorus] [00:09.58]Me and my youngin', all we like to do is get money (What else?) [00:11.89]**** hoes, kill niggas, spray shit [00:14.61]Sixty-four shots between us, can't miss [00:17.30]Bruh, I killed him, oh, he ain't dead? **** [00:19.64]R-I-P to, tuh, he ain't had the same luck [00:22.33]Wire got one too, this is not the same truck [00:24.82]Get your ho hit speakin' down on a G [00:27.29]TJ on her ass in a SRT [00:29.65]Me and Tay, we just poured up another eight [00:32.15]Bruh, I hate when rat hoes start actin' fake [00:34.66]Forever my brother keeper, me and Drez [00:37.6]We done really blew shit down on my kids [00:38.80][Verse] [00:39.43]Doggy gotta chill, might as well step in [00:42.8]Every time we touch a bitch, two FNs [00:44.70]Just call us the best friends, youngins really put in work [00:46.80]Then subtract five, all the niggas we done murdered [00:49.59]All these bitches gettin' ****ed, I'm the never-fall-in-love-type [00:52.27]Cuz right, cookin' up, usin' two pots, nigga, thug life [00:54.67]I was just drinkin' cool shots, bitch, I love life, brrat [00:57.80]How much you gon' charge me for that n-n-n-n-neck? [01:02.7]All I know is disrespect, niggas ain't been in the field [01:04.67]You gotta whack, them niggas ain't doin' no drills [01:07.14]I never call you to duty, they'll never call you a shooter [01:11.7]How the **** we all gettin' to it? How the **** my dawg in a movie? [01:14.96]Fully automatic .45s, this not a Uzi [01:17.21]Still gon' blow it, nigga, I don't give a **** [01:19.76]Half of the city's toe tags go to us [01:22.61]I ain't ever no showed no sign of a **** [01:25.16]Nigga, tell me y'all want it, bitch, we can get it [01:27.77]Still on the corner, mix the fentanyl with Rizzy (You with who?) [01:30.21][Chorus] [01:30.63]Me and my youngin', all we like to do is get money (What else?) [01:33.45]**** hoes, kill niggas, spray shit [01:35.89]Sixty-four shots between us, can't miss [01:38.39]Bruh, I killed him, oh, he ain't dead? **** [01:41.9]R-I-P to, tuh, he ain't had the same luck [01:43.40]Wire got one too, this is not the same truck [01:46.14]Get your ho hit speakin' down on a G [01:48.62]TJ on her ass in a SRT [01:51.23]Me and Tay, we just poured up another eight [01:53.74]Bruh, I hate when rat hoes start actin' fake [01:55.97]Forever my brother keeper, me and Drez [01:58.59]We done really blew shit down on my kids
