[Chorus] On the way from school, we made a vow that we gon' blast for each other Call it perfect timing, since a child I spent straight cash for my bezel I wrap my wrist with flawless diamonds, off shippin' packs to the fellas My gangsta bitch the project's finest, [Zach?] cook the crack in the kettle My heart got broken by that bitch, now I feel like damn I can't settle Jump in that [?], how we growed up in the ghetto New Honda four-door filled with sticks, like we don't fold under pressure Whole sixty days worth Dickie fits until I ran up some chеddar Late night we spent low to thе rocks, let's put the boys on the stretcher I drop a ten right by your yard, we making noise with Berettas Purple Codeine cloudin' my thoughts, like I don't know no better Two F&Ns, Rocky Balboa, we leave straight smoke in they bedroom
[Verse] Think with my dick more than my brain, that shoulda ****ed, plus I ain't quick to empty clips Like **** the dealer, cameras in that thang Got all this Codeine in my liver plus my killa might just be my main Right cross the tracks, we up them forties at four n****s for speaking on my name Ran up my guap then watch my people change So many times I question that father like [?] Like why the **** they got a judge or lil' partner, came from the bottom Life of a thug, call me QPac, young bishop rich and ballin' Twice I done ****ed but ain't no love so I no longer call 'em The opps keep callin' from the phone, we don't wanna do 'em Ayy, lil' [Ralphie?] gone, now we gotta make sure these shirts say "Long live" Diamond in the rough, put in my watch, that came from out the projects My pistol tuck, I know they proud even though they ain't my partner It's sad enough I ain't even ****, fell in love from the convos Here go some billion dollar luck, like wrap this up for Rondo Wonderful feeling from the cups, I'm knockin' at your front door Brick from my 'migo cost a dub, not talking Quavo Huncho
[Chorus] On the way from school, we made a vow that we gon' blast for each other Call it perfect timing, since a child I spent straight cash for my bezel I wrap my wrist with flawless diamonds, off shippin' packs to the fellas My gangsta bitch the project's finest, [Zach?] cook the crack in the kettle My heart got broken by that bitch, now I feel like damn I can't settle Jump in that [?], how we growed up in the ghetto New Honda four-door filled with sticks, like we don't fold under pressure Whole sixty days worth Dickie fits until I ran up some cheddar Late night we spent low to the rocks, let's put the boys on the stretcher I drop a ten right by your yard, we making noise with Berettas Purple Codeine cloudin' my thoughts, like I don't know no better Two F&Ns, Rocky Balboa, we leave straight smoke in they bedroom
[00:00.000] 作词 : Tyquain Bowman/Leo Mateus/Luke Clay [00:01.000] 作曲 : Tyquain Bowman/Leo Mateus/Luke Clay [00:03.274] [Intro] [00:03.441] (Ayy yo, Bans, what you cookin'?) [00:05.008] Oh, yeah [00:09.133] Q-R-N [00:09.945] (LC, LC) [00:10.822] [00:10.993] [Chorus] [00:11.113] On the way from school, we made a vow that we gon' blast for each other [00:13.673] Call it perfect timing, since a child I spent straight cash for my bezel [00:16.473] I wrap my wrist with flawless diamonds, off shippin' packs to the fellas [00:18.656] My gangsta bitch the project's finest, [Zach?] cook the crack in the kettle [00:22.610] My heart got broken by that bitch, now I feel like damn I can't settle [00:25.434] Jump in that [?], how we growed up in the ghetto [00:28.384] New Honda four-door filled with sticks, like we don't fold under pressure [00:31.211] Whole sixty days worth Dickie fits until I ran up some chеddar [00:34.815] Late night we spent low to thе rocks, let's put the boys on the stretcher [00:36.973] I drop a ten right by your yard, we making noise with Berettas [00:40.563] Purple Codeine cloudin' my thoughts, like I don't know no better [00:43.163] Two F&Ns, Rocky Balboa, we leave straight smoke in they bedroom [00:46.705] [00:47.352] [Verse] [00:47.716] Think with my dick more than my brain, that shoulda ****ed, plus I ain't quick to empty clips [00:50.864] Like **** the dealer, cameras in that thang [00:52.587] Got all this Codeine in my liver plus my killa might just be my main [00:53.582] Right cross the tracks, we up them forties at four n****s for speaking on my name [00:57.866] Ran up my guap then watch my people change [00:59.245] So many times I question that father like [?] [01:00.892] Like why the **** they got a judge or lil' partner, came from the bottom [01:03.268] Life of a thug, call me QPac, young bishop rich and ballin' [01:07.092] Twice I done ****ed but ain't no love so I no longer call 'em [01:09.905] The opps keep callin' from the phone, we don't wanna do 'em [01:12.460] Ayy, lil' [Ralphie?] gone, now we gotta make sure these shirts say "Long live" [01:15.897] Diamond in the rough, put in my watch, that came from out the projects [01:18.795] My pistol tuck, I know they proud even though they ain't my partner [01:21.761] It's sad enough I ain't even ****, fell in love from the convos [01:24.469] Here go some billion dollar luck, like wrap this up for Rondo [01:27.376] Wonderful feeling from the cups, I'm knockin' at your front door [01:30.352] Brick from my 'migo cost a dub, not talking Quavo Huncho [01:33.614] [01:33.791] [Chorus] [01:33.947] On the way from school, we made a vow that we gon' blast for each other [01:36.637] Call it perfect timing, since a child I spent straight cash for my bezel [01:39.278] I wrap my wrist with flawless diamonds, off shippin' packs to the fellas [01:42.598] My gangsta bitch the project's finest, [Zach?] cook the crack in the kettle [01:45.371] My heart got broken by that bitch, now I feel like damn I can't settle [01:48.254] Jump in that [?], how we growed up in the ghetto [01:51.131] New Honda four-door filled with sticks, like we don't fold under pressure [01:54.233] Whole sixty days worth Dickie fits until I ran up some cheddar [01:57.240] Late night we spent low to the rocks, let's put the boys on the stretcher [02:00.354] I drop a ten right by your yard, we making noise with Berettas [02:03.067] Purple Codeine cloudin' my thoughts, like I don't know no better [02:05.987] Two F&Ns, Rocky Balboa, we leave straight smoke in they bedroom
