作词 : Radric Davis 作曲 : Radric Davis [Intro] Zay, Gucci! Zay you the greatest
[Verse 1] I got a stash full of bands cuz I rubber band thick I got a passion for the pan, I'm a water whip wizard If you shop with Gucci Mane I bet your grams jump back Got that flashback dope I bring your Grandpa back And when that choppa in my hand, you gon' be the running man And I count the money faster than a money counter can You ain't getting shit back once the money change hands (bitch!) For 50 keys of the sand, go to war with Jackie Chan I text your baby brother twice and told him bring me my bands Bricksquad so deep go to war with Iran Half a mil on the plane but I'm flying air train And if they come back to yo hood no mo' but I can [???]
[Hook] I'm still making dope boy music Treat a Bentley like a four door Chevy My mama said she can't feed no sissies Beat up on my big bruh wouldn't let me 16 oz in a pint and it won't change 36 in a brick and it won't change Rich nigga keepin' it hood cuz it won't change I'm just another nigga came up in the dope game
[Verse 2] Since an infant they put me on this pimpin My brother trap and I'm his personal assistant I had a knot so big in the lunch line They called my momma told her that I'm on the dope grind Big bag, riff raff try me they'll get shit-bagged Ballistic(?) the car you just bought I'm tryna hit that **** nigga, get back, 'fore you dun get head cracked Quarter mil, everybody dead but the Kit Kat Blitz me, I'll blitz back my career I will risk that Kush so strong, people asking where you get that I'ma have money nigga long as they print that Same flow cuz I ain't broke so ain't no need to fix that
[Hook]
[Verse 3] Had a 9 mil, Zay was making hits in his basement Hit the club, jump the line, I ain't with that wait shit Here's 500, I ain't beggin you to play shit Jazzy T(?) wasted before I made Wasted RIP to Magic, damn that shit was tragic Even though we bumped heads didn't wanna see you in a casket I remember at least 6 different times that you blasted Never kiss ass, real niggas never ass kiss Nigga tried to kill me for a chain, nigga you could have it People think I'm crazy like the Ol' Dirty Bastard (RIP) I'm proud to say I helped my nigga Waka get a mansion I wish my nigga Dunk was here I'd help him get a palace
[Hook]
作词 : Radric Davis 作曲 : Radric Davis [Intro] Zay, Gucci! Zay you the greatest
[Verse 1] I got a stash full of bands cuz I rubber band thick I got a passion for the pan, I'm a water whip wizard If you shop with Gucci Mane I bet your grams jump back Got that flashback dope I bring your Grandpa back And when that choppa in my hand, you gon' be the running man And I count the money faster than a money counter can You ain't getting shit back once the money change hands (bitch!) For 50 keys of the sand, go to war with Jackie Chan I text your baby brother twice and told him bring me my bands Bricksquad so deep go to war with Iran Half a mil on the plane but I'm flying air train And if they come back to yo hood no mo' but I can [???]
[Hook] I'm still making dope boy music Treat a Bentley like a four door Chevy My mama said she can't feed no sissies Beat up on my big bruh wouldn't let me 16 oz in a pint and it won't change 36 in a brick and it won't change Rich nigga keepin' it hood cuz it won't change I'm just another nigga came up in the dope game
[Verse 2] Since an infant they put me on this pimpin My brother trap and I'm his personal assistant I had a knot so big in the lunch line They called my momma told her that I'm on the dope grind Big bag, riff raff try me they'll get shit-bagged Ballistic(?) the car you just bought I'm tryna hit that **** nigga, get back, 'fore you dun get head cracked Quarter mil, everybody dead but the Kit Kat Blitz me, I'll blitz back my career I will risk that Kush so strong, people asking where you get that I'ma have money nigga long as they print that Same flow cuz I ain't broke so ain't no need to fix that
[Hook]
[Verse 3] Had a 9 mil, Zay was making hits in his basement Hit the club, jump the line, I ain't with that wait shit Here's 500, I ain't beggin you to play shit Jazzy T(?) wasted before I made Wasted RIP to Magic, damn that shit was tragic Even though we bumped heads didn't wanna see you in a casket I remember at least 6 different times that you blasted Never kiss ass, real niggas never ass kiss Nigga tried to kill me for a chain, nigga you could have it People think I'm crazy like the Ol' Dirty Bastard (RIP) I'm proud to say I helped my nigga Waka get a mansion I wish my nigga Dunk was here I'd help him get a palace
