[00:00.00] 作词 : Dean, Michael G. / Brown, Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman / Chambers, Brytavious Lakeith
[00:00.10] 作曲 : Mirsad Dervic/Jacques Webster/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher Wallace/Osten Harvey/Bryan Higgins/Trevor Smith/James Jackson/Malik Taylor/Keith Elam/Christopher Martin/Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Kirk Jones/Chylow Parker
[00:00.20] 制作人 : Chahayed/Hit-Boy/Oz/CuBeatz/Tay Keith/Mike Dean
[00:00.30]Producers：Rogét Chahayed/CuBeatz/OZ/Hit- Boy/Tay Keith
[00:01.30]Writers：Guru/Dinco D/Sticky Fingaz/Ali Shaheed Muhammad/DJ Premier/Fredro Starr/Busta Rhymes/The Notorious B.l.G./CyHi The Prynce/Charlie Brown/Phife Dawg/Kevin Gomringer/MD Beatz/Q-Tip/Tim Gomringer/Swae Lee/Sonny Seeza/Richard Finch/Luke/Harry Wayne Casey/Easy Mo Bee/Chyskillz/Big Hawk/Hit-Boy/OZ/Roget Chahayed/Tay Keith/Travis Scott/Mike Dean/Drake
[00:05.70]Samples：Hot Shit(2001)—Big Hawk
[00:06.80]Stomp(1996)—Three 6 Mafia
[00:07.90]I Wanna Rock (Doo Doo Brown)(1992)—Luke
[00:08.00]Gimme the Loot(1994)—The Notorious B.l.G.
[00:10.06]Vocal:Drake, Swae Lee,Big Hawk
[00:18.06]Astro, yeah
[00:27.30]Sun is down, freezin' cold
[00:30.17]That's how we already know winter's here
[00:33.37]My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt
[00:36.68]That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
[00:40.04]I tried to show 'em, yeah
[00:47.05]I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
[00:53.85]Yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:55.43]Gone on you with the pick and roll
[00:57.09]Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode
[01:01.51]Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
[01:06.81]At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
[01:09.99]Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes
[01:13.09]This ****ing way too big
[01:14.37]When we pull up give me the loot (gimme the loot!)
[01:16.70]Was off the Remy, had to Papoose
[01:19.34]Had to hit my old town to duck the news
[01:22.70]Two-four hour on lockdown, we make no moves
[01:25.44]Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
[01:28.44]I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba juice
[01:31.58]Different colored chains, see my jeweler really sellin' fruits
[01:34.58]And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
[01:37.66]Some-some-some, someone said
[01:40.14]To win the retreat, we all in too deep
[01:43.12]Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)
[01:46.70]To win the retreat, we all in too deep
[01:49.45]P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak
[01:53.15]This ****ing way too formal, ya'll know I don't follow suit
[01:56.37]Stacy Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
[01:59.51]All of these hoes I made off records I produced
[02:02.69]I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
[02:05.73]Hit my eses, I need the booch
[02:09.07]'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
[02:12.37]Told her "hop in, you comin' too"
[02:14.95]In the 305, b*****s treat me
[02:16.76]Like I'm Uncle Luke (don't stop, pop that p***y)
[02:19.16]Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof
[02:21.23]She said "where we goin'?" I said "the moon"
[02:24.58]We ain't even make it to the room
[02:27.53]She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
[02:30.83]Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
[02:33.96]Who put this shit together? I'm the glue
[02:36.92](Someone said)
[02:37.76]Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
[02:39.86](Someone said)
[02:40.79]Playin' for keeps (Someone said mother****er)
[02:44.58]Someone said
[02:46.55]Don't play us for weak
[03:00.55]Yeah
[03:02.16]Astro
[03:03.55]Yeah, yeah
[03:06.58]Tay Keith, **** these niggas up (Ay, ay)
[03:09.66]She's in love with who I am
[03:11.84]Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
[03:14.97]Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hands
[03:17.81]I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
[03:20.98]Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
[03:23.07]Like a light, ayy, yeah
[03:24.49]Like a light, ayy
[03:25.69]Slept through the flight, ayy
[03:27.44]Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
[03:30.36]This nigga got double bedroom, man
[03:31.89]I still got scores to settle, man
[03:33.41]I crept down the block (down the block)
[03:35.46]Made a right (yeah, right)
[03:36.87]Cut the lights (yeah, what?)
[03:38.38]Paid the price (yeah)
[03:39.63]Niggas think it's sweet (nah, nah)
[03:41.57]It's on sight (yeah, what?)
[03:43.06]Nothin' nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
[03:46.23]Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)
[03:49.04]That's what I like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah)
[03:51.98]Lost my respect, you not a threat
[03:54.84]When I shoot my shot, that b***h wetty like I'm Sheck (b***h!)
[03:57.86]See the shots that I took (ayy), wet like I'm Book (ayy)
[04:01.19]Wet like I'm Lizzie, I be spending Folie's
[04:04.35]Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)
[04:06.39]Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
[04:07.80]No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
[04:09.32]I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)
[04:10.63]She's in love with who I am
[04:13.76]Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
[04:16.69]Now I hit the fbo with duffles in my hands(woo!)
[04:19.86]I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
[04:22.83]Had me out like a light (like a light)
[04:24.92]Like a light (yeah, like a light)
[04:26.46]Like a light (like a light)
[04:28.01]Like a light
[04:28.85]Yeah, pass the dawgs in celly
[04:30.41]Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
[04:32.32]He said "keep that on lock"
[04:33.37]I said "you know this shit, it’s life”, yeah
[04:35.40]It's absolute (yeah), I'm back rebute (it's lit!)
[04:38.91]LaFerrari to Jamba juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
[04:41.71]We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
[04:44.76]Shawty in the back,
[04:45.83]She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
[04:48.20]Ain't by the book (yeah), this how it look (yeah)
[04:50.98]'Bout a check (yeah), just check the foots (yeah)
[04:54.23]Passes to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah)
[04:57.07]Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other niggas shook, yeah

作词 : Dean, Michael G. / Brown, Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman / Chambers, Brytavious Lakeith
作曲 : Mirsad Dervic/Jacques Webster/Aubrey Graham/Khalif Brown/John Edward Hawkins/Chauncey Hollis/Ozan Yildirim/Rogét Chahayed/Cydel Young/Tim Gomringer/Kevin Gomringer/BryTavious Chambers/Mike Dean/Luther Campbell/Harry Wayne Casey/Richard Finch/Christopher Wallace/Osten Harvey/Bryan Higgins/Trevor Smith/James Jackson/Malik Taylor/Keith Elam/Christopher Martin/Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad/Tyrone Taylor/Fred Scruggs/Kirk Jones/Chylow Parker
制作人 : Chahayed/Hit-Boy/Oz/CuBeatz/Tay Keith/Mike Dean
Producers：Rogét Chahayed/CuBeatz/OZ/Hit- Boy/Tay Keith
Writers：Guru/Dinco D/Sticky Fingaz/Ali Shaheed Muhammad/DJ Premier/Fredro Starr/Busta Rhymes/The Notorious B.l.G./CyHi The Prynce/Charlie Brown/Phife Dawg/Kevin Gomringer/MD Beatz/Q-Tip/Tim Gomringer/Swae Lee/Sonny Seeza/Richard Finch/Luke/Harry Wayne Casey/Easy Mo Bee/Chyskillz/Big Hawk/Hit-Boy/OZ/Roget Chahayed/Tay Keith/Travis Scott/Mike Dean/Drake
Samples：Hot Shit(2001)—Big Hawk
Stomp(1996)—Three 6 Mafia
I Wanna Rock (Doo Doo Brown)(1992)—Luke
Gimme the Loot(1994)—The Notorious B.l.G.
Vocal:Drake, Swae Lee,Big Hawk
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know winter's here
My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes
This ****ing way too big
When we pull up give me the loot (gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had to Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour on lockdown, we make no moves
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba juice
Different colored chains, see my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
Some-some-some, someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak
This ****ing way too formal, ya'll know I don't follow suit
Stacy Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the booch
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her "hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, b*****s treat me
Like I'm Uncle Luke (don't stop, pop that p***y)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof
She said "where we goin'?" I said "the moon"
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I'm the glue
(Someone said)
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
(Someone said)
Playin' for keeps (Someone said mother****er)
Someone said
Don't play us for weak
Yeah
Astro
Yeah, yeah
Tay Keith, **** these niggas up (Ay, ay)
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hands
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This nigga got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block (down the block)
Made a right (yeah, right)
Cut the lights (yeah, what?)
Paid the price (yeah)
Niggas think it's sweet (nah, nah)
It's on sight (yeah, what?)
Nothin' nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)
That's what I like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that b***h wetty like I'm Sheck (b***h!)
See the shots that I took (ayy), wet like I'm Book (ayy)
Wet like I'm Lizzie, I be spending Folie's
Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the fbo with duffles in my hands(woo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light (like a light)
Like a light (yeah, like a light)
Like a light (like a light)
Like a light
Yeah, pass the dawgs in celly
Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said "keep that on lock"
I said "you know this shit, it’s life”, yeah
It's absolute (yeah), I'm back rebute (it's lit!)
LaFerrari to Jamba juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back,
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain't by the book (yeah), this how it look (yeah)
'Bout a check (yeah), just check the foots (yeah)
Passes to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other niggas shook, yeah