作词 : Quantavious T. Thomas 作曲 : Quantavious T. Thomas Mhm (COUPE) Work, Birk' Birky, perky (Yeah) Okay
Splat, pull up in the 'Cat (Nyoom) Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (That I got racks) Never told on a ni**a, not a rat (Not a rat) Do some foul shit, my ni**a, boy, get wacked (Boy, get wacked) All that clown sh*t (Brrrr), gun you down quick (Gun you down quick, whew) Laughing with the stick (I'm laughing), blast a lot of sh*t (I did) And when I blast, I don't miss (Uh-uh) Young Rich Shooter sh*t (Young shooter) Glock, no Ruger, b*tch (No Rugers)
Baby want a birky, slime just want a perky (Perky) I'm in the trap, I'm just working (I'm just working) Bad **s lil' b*tch, she stay flirting (Uh-huh) I can tell she just want to suck me (Yeah) I'm just f**kin', ain't no lovin' I'm lovin' all this f**kin' money (F**kin' money) Baby, I can't never cuff you We can kick it, I won't trust you (I won't trust you) You ain't f**king, get up out the spot (Get out b*tch), baby girl, I'ma rush you (Damn) And this chopper right here by my side (This chopper), I got this b*tch from Russia (Russia) And we sipping real lean in this spot, it ain't no Robitussin ('Tussin) And I know you like a rich n**ga (Yeah), that's why you wanna f**k me (Wanna f**k me)
Splat, pull up in the 'Cat (Nyoom) Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (That I got racks) Never told on a n**ga, not a rat (Not a rat) Do some foul sh*t, my n**ga, boy, get wacked (Boy, get wacked) All that clown sh*t (Brrrr), gun you down quick (Gun you down quick, whew) Laughing with the stick (I'm laughing), blast a lot of sh*t (I did) And when I blast, I don't miss (Uh-uh) Young Rich Shooter sh*t (Young shooter) Glock, no Ruger, b*tch (No Rugers)
Counting a hundred right here in her face (Yeah) She never seen this much before, 'til that b*tch came and hang with the gang I'm stylist for n**ga done changed You get no money? She tell you, "You lame" You thinkin' you got her, that bitch really trained She like all the ice and the Instagram fame (Ice, yeah) You know how I got it, you know I'm not lame You know I be ballin', this shit is a game (Game) You know that she did it 'cause she love my name Hundreds and fifties, you know that my main Stack 'bout a hundred, I gotta maintain So many blue Hunnas got to my name I walk in the club, I'm making it rain Throw a lil' dub, this shit not a thing (This shit not a thing) That's the lil' shit I'd put on your brain (P*ssy) Sit around and n**ga think about that (Think about that) Brainstormin' 'bout some money, n**ga, I don't want to bust some racks (Bust some racks) Keepin' it real with myself, I'm telling myself all the facts (Facts, n**ga) That n**ga had played, he wack, facts (Facts)
Splat, pull up in the 'Cat (Nyoom) Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (That I got racks) Never told on a n**ga, not a rat (Not a rat) Do some foul sh*t, my n**ga, boy, get wacked (Boy, get wacked) All that clown sh*t (Brrrr), gun you down quick (Gun you down quick, whew) Laughing with the stick (I'm laughing), blast a lot of sh*t (I did) And when I blast, I don't miss (Uh-uh) Young Rich Shooter sh*t (Young shooter) Glock, no Ruger, b*tch (No Rugers)
Do some sh*t, can't come back from that sh*t, you know I'm with (I'm with it) Money, go and get (I get it) Rob him for his brick (His brick, brrrr) Got yo' dawg with you, you know what that is, it's a split (Split) But he actin' b*ch (B*tchy) He ain't goin' in the spot with you, so you kept the sh*t, like f**k him (Kept the sh*t, n**ga)
F**k him (F**k him, n**ga) That's what I do every time (P*ssy n**ga) F**k you
[00:00.000] 作词 : Quantavious T. Thomas [00:01.000] 作曲 : Quantavious T. Thomas [00:13.540]Mhm (COUPE) [00:17.195]Work, Birk' [00:20.571]Birky, perky (Yeah) [00:25.650]Okay [00:26.218] [00:27.631]Splat, pull up in the 'Cat (Nyoom) [00:31.297]Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (That I got racks) [00:34.394]Never told on a ni**a, not a rat (Not a rat) [00:37.776]Do some foul shit, my ni**a, boy, get wacked (Boy, get wacked) [00:41.431]All that clown sh*t (Brrrr), gun you down quick (Gun you down quick, whew) [00:44.812]Laughing with the stick (I'm laughing), blast a lot of sh*t (I did) [00:47.914]And when I blast, I don't miss (Uh-uh) [00:50.724]Young Rich Shooter sh*t (Young shooter) [00:51.852]Glock, no Ruger, b*tch (No Rugers) [00:52.695] [00:54.667]Baby want a birky, slime just want a perky (Perky) [00:56.923]I'm in the trap, I'm just working (I'm just working) [00:58.340]Bad **s lil' b*tch, she stay flirting (Uh-huh) [01:00.038]I can tell she just want to suck me (Yeah) [01:01.733]I'm just f**kin', ain't no lovin' [01:03.426]I'm lovin' all this f**kin' money (F**kin' money) [01:05.117]Baby, I can't never cuff you [01:07.087]We can kick it, I won't trust you (I won't trust you) [01:08.786]You ain't f**king, get up out the spot (Get out b*tch), baby girl, I'ma rush you (Damn) [01:12.458]And this chopper right here by my side (This chopper), I got this b*tch from Russia (Russia) [01:15.563]And we sipping real lean in this spot, it ain't no Robitussin ('Tussin) [01:18.664]And I know you like a rich n**ga (Yeah), that's why you wanna f**k me (Wanna f**k me) [01:22.054] [01:22.903]Splat, pull up in the 'Cat (Nyoom) [01:25.157]Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (That I got racks) [01:29.119]Never told on a n**ga, not a rat (Not a rat) [01:32.496]Do some foul sh*t, my n**ga, boy, get wacked (Boy, get wacked) [01:36.174]All that clown sh*t (Brrrr), gun you down quick (Gun you down quick, whew) [01:39.558]Laughing with the stick (I'm laughing), blast a lot of sh*t (I did) [01:42.833]And when I blast, I don't miss (Uh-uh) [01:44.805]Young Rich Shooter sh*t (Young shooter) [01:46.499]Glock, no Ruger, b*tch (No Rugers) [01:49.375] [01:51.340]Counting a hundred right here in her face (Yeah) [01:53.032]She never seen this much before, 'til that b*tch came and hang with the gang [01:56.422]I'm stylist for n**ga done changed [01:58.109]You get no money? She tell you, "You lame" [01:59.236]You thinkin' you got her, that bitch really trained [02:00.820]She like all the ice and the Instagram fame (Ice, yeah) [02:04.088]You know how I got it, you know I'm not lame [02:04.648]You know I be ballin', this shit is a game (Game) [02:06.055]You know that she did it 'cause she love my name [02:07.748]Hundreds and fifties, you know that my main [02:09.720]Stack 'bout a hundred, I gotta maintain [02:11.118]So many blue Hunnas got to my name [02:13.102]I walk in the club, I'm making it rain [02:14.511]Throw a lil' dub, this shit not a thing (This shit not a thing) [02:16.485]That's the lil' shit I'd put on your brain (P*ssy) [02:19.185]Sit around and n**ga think about that (Think about that) [02:21.718]Brainstormin' 'bout some money, n**ga, I don't want to bust some racks (Bust some racks) [02:25.117]Keepin' it real with myself, I'm telling myself all the facts (Facts, n**ga) [02:28.232]That n**ga had played, he wack, facts (Facts) [02:30.776] [02:31.625]Splat, pull up in the 'Cat (Nyoom) [02:34.448]Whole neighborhood see that I got racks (That I got racks) [02:37.822]Never told on a n**ga, not a rat (Not a rat) [02:40.922]Do some foul sh*t, my n**ga, boy, get wacked (Boy, get wacked) [02:44.582]All that clown sh*t (Brrrr), gun you down quick (Gun you down quick, whew) [02:47.969]Laughing with the stick (I'm laughing), blast a lot of sh*t (I did) [02:51.361]And when I blast, I don't miss (Uh-uh) [02:53.044]Young Rich Shooter sh*t (Young shooter) [02:54.733]Glock, no Ruger, b*tch (No Rugers) [02:56.416] [02:57.263]Do some sh*t, can't come back from that sh*t, you know I'm with (I'm with it) [03:00.082]Money, go and get (I get it) [03:01.489]Rob him for his brick (His brick, brrrr) [03:03.462]Got yo' dawg with you, you know what that is, it's a split (Split) [03:07.291]But he actin' b*ch (B*tchy) [03:08.709]He ain't goin' in the spot with you, so you kept the sh*t, like f**k him (Kept the sh*t, n**ga) [03:11.805] [03:12.651]F**k him (F**k him, n**ga) [03:16.037]That's what I do every time (P*ssy n**ga) [03:18.864]F**k you
