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  • 作词 : Navraj Goraya/Symere Woods/Andrew Franklin/AMIR ESMAILIAN
    作曲 : Navraj Goraya/Symere Woods/Andrew Franklin/AMIR ESMAILIAN
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
    Let's go (Let's go)

    Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Oh-oh)
    Bro can't shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (Oh-oh)
    Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop
    I just ****ed this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh)

    My chest hurtin' when I be talkin' 'cause I'm smokin' dead opps
    He think he a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads off
    And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds off
    Me and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap, we'll pay the feds off

    Evеry time I do somethin' right, they try to say I'm dеad wrong
    I could **** your lil' bitch in my whip, I treat it like my bedroom
    Pulled up in a coupe, no, I didn't have no headroom
    My niggas about that murder gang, I call it red room
    She let me hit in the car, you know that backseat got some leg room
    I just took half a pill from Pluto, and I went to Neptune
    When I'm lackin' confidence, my diamonds comin' to the rescue
    Got shooters that watch my back, every time I sneeze, they be like, "Bless you" (Bow)
    Put a check right on your head, no reason for me just to check you
    Got cash on me like XO, I don't know what no lil' check do
    And he could sneeze up on his song, but I still would not bless you
    Walkin' on this beat and I ain't even got no dress shoes
    The way that your girl be toppin' me off, I could tell she don't respect you
    ****in' her like a dog, she at my house, she watch my pets, too
    Just got a brand new uzi, I'm with Uzi and we got TECs tooGot the water on my neck and I could easily get you wet too (Let's go)

    Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Oh-oh)
    Bro can't shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (Oh-oh)
    Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop
    I just ****ed this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)

    My chest hurtin' when I be talkin' 'cause I'm smokin' dead opps (Opps)
    He think he a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads off
    And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds off
    Me and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap, we'll pay the–

    Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it
    Stackin' up this ****in' paper, to get to the top, you gon' need elevator
    If you get to the top, yeah, come with the fade, if you get to the top, yeah, come with some haters
    I was not good in school, but I'm stackin' the paper
    Low land, 1600 shit, yeah, she give me brain, that's a scholarship
    She don't know my name, but she love this dick
    I'm too ****in' rich, I might pop my shit
    Every time I pop my collar, yeah, it complement the fit

    Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, stepped on my Nikes, I'm gettin' a check
    Havin' this money is really a flex, 1600 to the Rex', yeah
    I know she ****in' with all of the rappers, but long as you tell me she love me the best
    There ain't no contest, I'm gettin' my content, I love when she on it, she givin' me sex
    Always use commas, got Fendi pajamas, street hoes like my problems, I put 'em to bed
    I'm gettin' moody, I know she too bougie, she don't use a manual when she go to kitch'
    I gotta get on my habits and check, had to go to the jet, couldn't walk up the steps
    Go to the trap, I feel used to the Tes', I got birdies that fly far away from the nest (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)

    Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Yeah, oh)
    Bro can't shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (Yeah, oh, woah)
    Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop (What? What?)
    I just ****ed this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Yeah)
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Navraj Goraya/Symere Woods/Andrew Franklin/AMIR ESMAILIAN
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Navraj Goraya/Symere Woods/Andrew Franklin/AMIR ESMAILIAN
    [00:07.395] Yeah
    [00:09.025] Yeah
    [00:10.492] Yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
    [00:12.123] Let's go (Let's go)
    [00:12.314]
    [00:13.360] Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Oh-oh)
    [00:16.572] Bro can't shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (Oh-oh)
    [00:19.726] Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop
    [00:22.171] I just ****ed this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh)
    [00:25.807]
    [00:25.981] My chest hurtin' when I be talkin' 'cause I'm smokin' dead opps
    [00:29.252] He think he a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads off
    [00:31.975] And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds off
    [00:35.641] Me and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap, we'll pay the feds off
    [00:38.692]
    [00:38.836] Evеry time I do somethin' right, they try to say I'm dеad wrong
    [00:41.936] I could **** your lil' bitch in my whip, I treat it like my bedroom
    [00:45.056] Pulled up in a coupe, no, I didn't have no headroom
    [00:48.234] My niggas about that murder gang, I call it red room
    [00:51.433] She let me hit in the car, you know that backseat got some leg room
    [00:54.574] I just took half a pill from Pluto, and I went to Neptune
    [00:57.791] When I'm lackin' confidence, my diamonds comin' to the rescue
    [01:00.924] Got shooters that watch my back, every time I sneeze, they be like, "Bless you" (Bow)
    [01:04.071] Put a check right on your head, no reason for me just to check you
    [01:07.315] Got cash on me like XO, I don't know what no lil' check do
    [01:10.491] And he could sneeze up on his song, but I still would not bless you
    [01:13.659] Walkin' on this beat and I ain't even got no dress shoes
    [01:16.841] The way that your girl be toppin' me off, I could tell she don't respect you
    [01:20.015] ****in' her like a dog, she at my house, she watch my pets, too
    [01:23.163] Just got a brand new uzi, I'm with Uzi and we got TECs tooGot the water on my neck and I could easily get you wet too (Let's go)
    [01:29.520]
    [01:29.654] Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Oh-oh)
    [01:32.763] Bro can't shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (Oh-oh)
    [01:36.001] Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop
    [01:38.234] I just ****ed this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Yeah, oh, oh, oh)
    [01:42.046]
    [01:42.203] My chest hurtin' when I be talkin' 'cause I'm smokin' dead opps (Opps)
    [01:45.427] He think he a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads off
    [01:48.253] And I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds off
    [01:51.705] Me and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap, we'll pay the–
    [01:54.129]
    [01:54.267] Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it
    [01:57.432] Stackin' up this ****in' paper, to get to the top, you gon' need elevator
    [02:00.489] If you get to the top, yeah, come with the fade, if you get to the top, yeah, come with some haters
    [02:03.673] I was not good in school, but I'm stackin' the paper
    [02:05.211] Low land, 1600 shit, yeah, she give me brain, that's a scholarship
    [02:10.343] She don't know my name, but she love this dick
    [02:13.465] I'm too ****in' rich, I might pop my shit
    [02:16.664] Every time I pop my collar, yeah, it complement the fit
    [02:19.580]
    [02:19.727] Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, stepped on my Nikes, I'm gettin' a check
    [02:22.759] Havin' this money is really a flex, 1600 to the Rex', yeah
    [02:26.008] I know she ****in' with all of the rappers, but long as you tell me she love me the best
    [02:29.144] There ain't no contest, I'm gettin' my content, I love when she on it, she givin' me sex
    [02:32.304] Always use commas, got Fendi pajamas, street hoes like my problems, I put 'em to bed
    [02:35.486] I'm gettin' moody, I know she too bougie, she don't use a manual when she go to kitch'
    [02:38.660] I gotta get on my habits and check, had to go to the jet, couldn't walk up the steps
    [02:41.879] Go to the trap, I feel used to the Tes', I got birdies that fly far away from the nest (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
    [02:45.556]
    [02:45.882] Shootout with a vest, but that boy, he still caught a headshot (Yeah, oh)
    [02:49.105] Bro can't shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is "Dead Shot" (Yeah, oh, woah)
    [02:52.214] Bro just chased the opp until his legs stop (What? What?)
    [02:54.633] I just ****ed this thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah (Yeah)