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  • 作词 : Radric Davis
    作曲 : Radric Davis
    [Intro:]
    Grunts
    Turn up (repeat)
    Break the law

    [Verse 1:]
    Sold so much drugs today
    I think i need to be a pharmacist (What) Pharmacist
    Sold so many pints in the house today
    I need a doctor license (what) a doctor license
    All these swishers I'm rolling up
    I can’t get no higher
    Can’t get no higher
    Ballin so hard
    I done blazed two times
    A nigga stole my lighter
    A nigga stole my lighter
    I’m a lover and a fighter
    Nigga
    Gucci Mane I got a pitcher
    Running with a lot of niggas
    Pull up in a Spyder nigga
    My nigga shoot fire nigga
    Strapped up like Al qaeda nigga
    Pushed more weight than bodybuilders
    We done murked a lot of niggas

    [Chorus:]
    Maybe it's the way I walk
    Or the way I talk
    Or the way I move
    That makes them young girls choose
    It’s the do’s and dont’s
    For the can’s and can't’s
    Gotta get that bank
    Rain sleet or ?
    Gotta get that bank
    Gotta get that bank
    Rain sleet or ?
    I gotta get that bank
    Gotta get that bank
    Gotta get that bank
    I'm gone off that drink
    I sold my last pint

    [Verse 2:]
    I don’t need no nigga on the stage when I rap
    Who are these dudes
    Half a million dollars on my collar
    Gucci real cool
    Like Creflo Dollar photo found on
    In Lennox mall I pop two
    My car so wet
    My bitch so wet
    That when I drive I call [?]
    Be quiet hoe I got the scrap on me
    Yeah I got these tats on me
    Bitch you know I got the sack on me
    Chill cause you know I got the check on me
    Police pull up right side of me
    And the bitch still keep tryna kiss on me
    Presidential golden rollie
    Got President Obama on me
    Got a firearm on my other firehorn
    Get your ass in lane when drive lil’ homie
    Drive by, better not look up in the sky lil’ homie
    No strap then ? you're gonna die lil’ homie
    Mob boss Gucci nigga call me Tony
    Pussy ass niggas better bring my money
    Gucci eat dudes like pepperoni
    Have your homeboy saying I miss my homie

    [Chorus]
  • 作词 : Radric Davis
    作曲 : Radric Davis
    [Intro:]
    Grunts
    Turn up (repeat)
    Break the law

    [Verse 1:]
    Sold so much drugs today
    I think i need to be a pharmacist (What) Pharmacist
    Sold so many pints in the house today
    I need a doctor license (what) a doctor license
    All these swishers I'm rolling up
    I can’t get no higher
    Can’t get no higher
    Ballin so hard
    I done blazed two times
    A nigga stole my lighter
    A nigga stole my lighter
    I’m a lover and a fighter
    Nigga
    Gucci Mane I got a pitcher
    Running with a lot of niggas
    Pull up in a Spyder nigga
    My nigga shoot fire nigga
    Strapped up like Al qaeda nigga
    Pushed more weight than bodybuilders
    We done murked a lot of niggas

    [Chorus:]
    Maybe it's the way I walk
    Or the way I talk
    Or the way I move
    That makes them young girls choose
    It’s the do’s and dont’s
    For the can’s and can't’s
    Gotta get that bank
    Rain sleet or ?
    Gotta get that bank
    Gotta get that bank
    Rain sleet or ?
    I gotta get that bank
    Gotta get that bank
    Gotta get that bank
    I'm gone off that drink
    I sold my last pint

    [Verse 2:]
    I don’t need no nigga on the stage when I rap
    Who are these dudes
    Half a million dollars on my collar
    Gucci real cool
    Like Creflo Dollar photo found on
    In Lennox mall I pop two
    My car so wet
    My bitch so wet
    That when I drive I call [?]
    Be quiet hoe I got the scrap on me
    Yeah I got these tats on me
    Bitch you know I got the sack on me
    Chill cause you know I got the check on me
    Police pull up right side of me
    And the bitch still keep tryna kiss on me
    Presidential golden rollie
    Got President Obama on me
    Got a firearm on my other firehorn
    Get your ass in lane when drive lil’ homie
    Drive by, better not look up in the sky lil’ homie
    No strap then ? you're gonna die lil’ homie
    Mob boss Gucci nigga call me Tony
    Pussy ass niggas better bring my money
    Gucci eat dudes like pepperoni
    Have your homeboy saying I miss my homie

    [Chorus]