[00:00.000] 作词 : Maurice "Kenoe" Jordan/Anton Åke Alexander Ingvarsson/James Therrien/Jason Goldberg/Jonathan Priester/Kentrell Gaulden/Shubhjit Balam
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Maurice "Kenoe" Jordan/Anton Åke Alexander Ingvarsson/James Therrien/Jason Goldberg/Jonathan Priester/Kentrell Gaulden/Shubhjit Balam
[00:11.655]Huh, bring a ***** and do 'em bad, yeah
[00:13.236]Lil' Top, I'm on his ass
[00:14.540]Throw them Glocks inside this Jag', yeah
[00:16.129]Automatic with that bag
[00:17.501]They don't wanna see me bop, *****
[00:19.113]She could eat my ****, *****
[00:20.717]Hold on, clean a nigga block, they know I stay ridin' with that mop
[00:23.403]Hold on, Forgiato's, beat up back and all that I know
[00:26.065]Hold on, tell the bag to pull upside and shoot the side-door
[00:28.767]I ain't kill that boy, go ask his boss, for all that I know
[00:31.951]I was countin' up plenty mula, like I hit the lotto
[00:34.914]Hold on, deadass, baby mama, deadass, ****in' chopper
[00:38.432]Dirty-ass ****in' nigga, I came up, straight from the bottom
[00:41.383]Slimy-ass nigga, wake that boy in front of his ****in' mama
[00:44.343]This that shit that I is, hit inside his head and front his top up
[00:47.287]Dead boppin', he got ****in' problems
[00:49.706]Get on pills and start tweakin', he be ****in' wylin'
[00:52.654]Won't get killed, he get even, put drums in them choppers
[00:55.615]I want this life, you can't save him, 'cause I am the doctor
[00:58.587]And I am the problem, and I am the issue
[01:01.793]And I am the remedy, turn up with my nigga
[01:04.761]I got the ratchetest *****es, come from racks to gas to riches
[01:07.747]Went from fightin', then to killin', cool like Anna, freeze, then blew his top
[01:10.934]Got ahead of me, *****, no you didn't, paper, I've been sippin' silly
[01:14.183]Hurts and I've been lurkin', catch 'em workin' and I pop out with it
[01:17.163]Threatened, I'm gon' split this fifty, FIFA, *****, no we can't kick it
[01:20.124]Want it, 'fore I hit it, lick it, oh, lit, *****, watch, I dive up in it
[01:23.097]Divin' and he better not beat me, bet he not gon' see next season
[01:26.044]Occasion, I got season in these heaters, this the hottest feast
[01:29.010]MAC and it's small, delete 'em, and I got this *****, [?]
[01:32.210]Record the boy, like Jason, think I'm Jason, when I'm masked up, nigga
[01:35.145]**** it, they be hatin', slime, triple O got all kinds
[01:38.107]Double-low inside the clip, rollin' up, it's 'bout time
[01:41.114]*****, you best respect my mind, them niggas from your project died
[01:44.076]Wanna hear them go to slidin', catch him, hop out, walk him down
[01:47.061]Huh, bring a ***** and do 'em bad, yeah
[01:48.663]Lil' Top, I'm on his ass
[01:49.982]Throw them Glocks inside this Jag', yeah
[01:51.344]Automatic with that bag
[01:52.667]They don't wanna see me bop, *****
[01:54.268]She could eat my ****, *****
[01:55.884]Hold on, clean a nigga block, they know I stay ridin' with that mop
[01:58.831]Hold on, Forgiato's, beat up back and all that I know
[02:01.283]Hold on, tell the bag to pull upside and shoot the side-door
[02:04.476]I ain't kill that boy, go ask his boss, for all that I know
[02:07.675]I was countin' up plenty mula, like I hit the lotto
[02:10.650]Hold on, deadass, baby mama, deadass, ****in' chopper
[02:13.913]Dirty-ass ****in' nigga, I came up, straight from the bottom
[02:16.855]Slimy-ass nigga, wake that boy in front of his ****in' mama
[02:19.834]This that shit that I is, hit inside his head and front his top up
[02:23.016]Dead boppin', he got ****in' problems
[02:25.443]Get on pills and start tweakin', he be ****in' wylin'
[02:28.146]Won't get killed, he get even, put drums in them choppers
[02:31.385]I want this life, you can't save him, 'cause I am the doctor

作词 : Maurice "Kenoe" Jordan/Anton Åke Alexander Ingvarsson/James Therrien/Jason Goldberg/Jonathan Priester/Kentrell Gaulden/Shubhjit Balam
作曲 : Maurice "Kenoe" Jordan/Anton Åke Alexander Ingvarsson/James Therrien/Jason Goldberg/Jonathan Priester/Kentrell Gaulden/Shubhjit Balam
Huh, bring a ***** and do 'em bad, yeah
Lil' Top, I'm on his ass
Throw them Glocks inside this Jag', yeah
Automatic with that bag
They don't wanna see me bop, *****
She could eat my ****, *****
Hold on, clean a nigga block, they know I stay ridin' with that mop
Hold on, Forgiato's, beat up back and all that I know
Hold on, tell the bag to pull upside and shoot the side-door
I ain't kill that boy, go ask his boss, for all that I know
I was countin' up plenty mula, like I hit the lotto
Hold on, deadass, baby mama, deadass, ****in' chopper
Dirty-ass ****in' nigga, I came up, straight from the bottom
Slimy-ass nigga, wake that boy in front of his ****in' mama
This that shit that I is, hit inside his head and front his top up
Dead boppin', he got ****in' problems
Get on pills and start tweakin', he be ****in' wylin'
Won't get killed, he get even, put drums in them choppers
I want this life, you can't save him, 'cause I am the doctor
And I am the problem, and I am the issue
And I am the remedy, turn up with my nigga
I got the ratchetest *****es, come from racks to gas to riches
Went from fightin', then to killin', cool like Anna, freeze, then blew his top
Got ahead of me, *****, no you didn't, paper, I've been sippin' silly
Hurts and I've been lurkin', catch 'em workin' and I pop out with it
Threatened, I'm gon' split this fifty, FIFA, *****, no we can't kick it
Want it, 'fore I hit it, lick it, oh, lit, *****, watch, I dive up in it
Divin' and he better not beat me, bet he not gon' see next season
Occasion, I got season in these heaters, this the hottest feast
MAC and it's small, delete 'em, and I got this *****,
Record the boy, like Jason, think I'm Jason, when I'm masked up, nigga
**** it, they be hatin', slime, triple O got all kinds
Double-low inside the clip, rollin' up, it's 'bout time
*****, you best respect my mind, them niggas from your project died
Wanna hear them go to slidin', catch him, hop out, walk him down
Huh, bring a ***** and do 'em bad, yeah
Lil' Top, I'm on his ass
Throw them Glocks inside this Jag', yeah
Automatic with that bag
They don't wanna see me bop, *****
She could eat my ****, *****
Hold on, clean a nigga block, they know I stay ridin' with that mop
Hold on, Forgiato's, beat up back and all that I know
Hold on, tell the bag to pull upside and shoot the side-door
I ain't kill that boy, go ask his boss, for all that I know
I was countin' up plenty mula, like I hit the lotto
Hold on, deadass, baby mama, deadass, ****in' chopper
Dirty-ass ****in' nigga, I came up, straight from the bottom
Slimy-ass nigga, wake that boy in front of his ****in' mama
This that shit that I is, hit inside his head and front his top up
Dead boppin', he got ****in' problems
Get on pills and start tweakin', he be ****in' wylin'
Won't get killed, he get even, put drums in them choppers
I want this life, you can't save him, 'cause I am the doctor