作词 : Bryson Potts/Donald Bailey Jr. 作曲 : Bryson Potts/Donald Bailey Jr. Yeah, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hahaha I ain't doin' no playing Jack, you hear me? Yeah, yeah, hrrroww Bow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm tired of him breathing, I'm taking his breath (Huh?) Shoot to my right, my flag on the left I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref These ****ers, they woke, they overslept (Yeah) My bitch, she clutch because she a nurse Whenever I'm down she give me a perc The police pull up, my gun in her purse The ops pull up, put him on a shirt *****, we came in this world and we lookin' for murder Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda ***** watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya You would kill off a perc but snitch when you sober Ran down in the street, man, this bitch tried to play me I hit one in the head but his gun was on safety They askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady Can't speak on the shit I did to you To be honest, them bullets wasn't meant for you I'm sorry that they hit you **** that, spin again, shoot again, shoot the friend too See at first I was gon' stop until Hell nah, how them hollows feel? I'm independent, can't sign a deal Gon' sell out for a couple mill Before you try and rob, hit yo knees and pray to Buddha Soon as you up it, Lil Trey gonna shoot ya Remember I was young and I used to be a hoopa I got into guns then I turned to the shoota Knock off yo head, call that a ****ing train wreck *****, close yo legs, Where the **** is yo brain at? Wet a ****ing block, make it look like we painted Man I used to struggle, now a ****ing famous I'm 16, with big dreams, I wanna be a star I used to spend money on lil things, now I want a car Aye, that Rollie or that Audemars, Where do I start? Man this lean ****ing up my tummy, makin' me fart Hunnid-sumthn shots in the rental My bitch, she bad, like Kendall I'm poppin' ****** like pimple I'm in her mouth, that's dental We strapped up like a gay ho We kill ****** like Tadoe We ruthless like Fredo and love totin' Dracos Mop a bitch with the .40, I'm a janitor We swervin' on gas, that's clitoris That's a lot in the Draco, I'm a animal In Florida, chillin' in Panama He said he want smoke, I hope that he ready I put on my mask like Jason and Freddy You soft as bear, just like Teddy I shoot him in the head, knock out his spaghetti I'm tired of him breathing, I'm taking his breath (Huh?) Shoot to my right, my flag on the left I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref These ****ers, they woke, they overslept (Yeah) My bitch, she clutch because she a nurse Whenever I'm down she give me a perc The police pull up, my gun in her purse The ops pull up, put him on a shirt *****, we came in this world and we lookin' for murder Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda ***** watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya You would kill off a perc but snitch when you sober Ran down in the street, man, this bitch tried to play me I hit one in the head but his gun was on safety They askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady
[00:00.000] 作词 : Bryson Potts/Donald Bailey Jr. [00:00.255] 作曲 : Bryson Potts/Donald Bailey Jr. [00:00.510]Yeah, huh [00:02.590]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [00:05.540]Huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [00:10.940]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [00:13.180]Hahaha [00:14.340]I ain't doin' no playing Jack, you hear me? [00:16.500]Yeah, yeah, hrrroww [00:19.240]Bow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [00:24.570]I'm tired of him breathing, I'm taking his breath (Huh?) [00:25.930]Shoot to my right, my flag on the left [00:27.300]I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref [00:28.760]These ****ers, they woke, they overslept (Yeah) [00:30.360]My bitch, she clutch because she a nurse [00:32.360]Whenever I'm down she give me a perc [00:33.820]The police pull up, my gun in her purse [00:35.340]The ops pull up, put him on a shirt [00:36.930]*****, we came in this world and we lookin' for murder [00:40.010]Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda [00:43.180]***** watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya [00:46.220]You would kill off a perc but snitch when you sober [00:49.280]Ran down in the street, man, this bitch tried to play me [00:52.410]I hit one in the head but his gun was on safety [00:55.470]They askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately [00:58.600]I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady [01:01.740]Can't speak on the shit I did to you [01:03.150]To be honest, them bullets wasn't meant for you [01:04.670]I'm sorry that they hit you [01:06.190]**** that, spin again, shoot again, shoot the friend too [01:08.020]See at first I was gon' stop until [01:09.410]Hell nah, how them hollows feel? [01:11.010]I'm independent, can't sign a deal [01:12.460]Gon' sell out for a couple mill [01:14.070]Before you try and rob, hit yo knees and pray to Buddha [01:17.240]Soon as you up it, Lil Trey gonna shoot ya [01:20.290]Remember I was young and I used to be a hoopa [01:23.420]I got into guns then I turned to the shoota [01:26.540]Knock off yo head, call that a ****ing train wreck [01:29.610]*****, close yo legs, Where the **** is yo brain at? [01:32.740]Wet a ****ing block, make it look like we painted [01:35.740]Man I used to struggle, now a ****ing famous [01:38.940]I'm 16, with big dreams, I wanna be a star [01:41.700]I used to spend money on lil things, now I want a car [01:44.530]Aye, that Rollie or that Audemars, Where do I start? [01:47.740]Man this lean ****ing up my tummy, makin' me fart [01:50.980]Hunnid-sumthn shots in the rental [01:52.760]My bitch, she bad, like Kendall [01:54.340]I'm poppin' ****** like pimple [01:55.840]I'm in her mouth, that's dental [01:57.480]We strapped up like a gay ho [01:58.950]We kill ****** like Tadoe [02:00.480]We ruthless like Fredo and love totin' Dracos [02:03.530]Mop a bitch with the .40, I'm a janitor [02:05.100]We swervin' on gas, that's clitoris [02:06.680]That's a lot in the Draco, I'm a animal [02:08.170]In Florida, chillin' in Panama [02:09.780]He said he want smoke, I hope that he ready [02:11.360]I put on my mask like Jason and Freddy [02:12.910]You soft as bear, just like Teddy [02:14.470]I shoot him in the head, knock out his spaghetti [02:16.060]I'm tired of him breathing, I'm taking his breath (Huh?) [02:17.500]Shoot to my right, my flag on the left [02:18.730]I earned my stripes but I'm not a ref [02:20.270]These ****ers, they woke, they overslept (Yeah) [02:21.780]My bitch, she clutch because she a nurse [02:23.720]Whenever I'm down she give me a perc [02:25.220]The police pull up, my gun in her purse [02:26.830]The ops pull up, put him on a shirt [02:28.400]*****, we came in this world and we lookin' for murder [02:31.510]Knock yo cap off and it's word to Bobby Shmurda [02:34.600]***** watch yo mouth, I would hate to have to hurt ya [02:37.700]You would kill off a perc but snitch when you sober [02:40.850]Ran down in the street, man, this bitch tried to play me [02:43.870]I hit one in the head but his gun was on safety [02:47.030]They askin' how I been, what I been feelin' lately [02:50.120]I got good aim in the pocket like I'm Brady
