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[00:00.000] 作词 : Lloyd McKenzie Jr/Robert Williams
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Lloyd McKenzie Jr/Robert Williams
[00:02.359]Grrt
[00:05.927]I buy this shit to drink, nigga, I don't sell no lean
[00:08.740]We lettin' 'em go for four, but we get it for seventeen
[00:12.030]I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (Forgot)
[00:15.210]I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (No bap)
[00:18.394]I don't just think for self, I put on the whole damn team
[00:21.526]Young bull knocked his ****in' head open playin' around with them keys
[00:24.121]I don't even play around with this shit (What?)
[00:27.557]Why the **** you think I'ma play around with your bitch?
[00:29.223]Every time we touch down in your city, got like twosie sticks (Oh my God)
[00:32.318]Everything been AP, I might **** around and punch a hole in your tips, shit
[00:36.566]Remember when I touched a honey bun (What?)
[00:39.451]If she suck dick good, she gettin' her tummy tucked
[00:41.272]I keep some damn Tris up in my Fanta, not the funny one
[00:44.300]Yetta, yetta, nothin' 'bout me tender, tender
[00:46.893]I swear it get cold outside, keep Monclers for the winter, winter
[00:49.497]Don't make me call big bro outside 'cause he gon' get 'em, get 'em
[00:52.880]Whack 'em, he gon' split 'em, split 'em
[00:54.429]She keep on tellin' her friends we go together, only fvcked her once
[00:57.267]Slizzy motion in my blunt, no, we don't smoke on Runtz (No bap)
[01:00.725]Go to Starlet's, get some ones, I do that shit for fun (No bap)
[01:03.649]They been knowin' I'm the one (No bap)
[01:05.650]Hundred on my pant, how the **** I look without a gun?
[01:08.394]Never understand how niggas is deadbeats
[01:09.792]How the **** you look without your son?
[01:12.578]I buy this shit to drink, nigga, I don't sell no lean
[01:15.666]We lettin' 'em go for four, but we get it for seventeen
[01:18.608]I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (Forgot)
[01:21.759]I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (No bap)
[01:24.774]I don't just think for self, I put on the whole damn team (Woo)
[01:27.892]Young bull knocked his ****in' head open playin' around with them keys
[01:30.760]I don't even play around with this shit (What?)
[01:33.822]Why the **** you think I'ma play around with your bitch? (Ayy, ayy, why?)
[01:36.421]Philly, off radar, Caddy with them ARs (Brrt)
[01:39.644]So many dead bodies, they can't even find my daddy in the graveyard
[01:42.756]Wasn't tryna hear 'bout it, lil' young keep talkin', he let that Drac' go (Keep talkin')
[01:45.887]I'm like, "Show me somethin”
[01:47.134]He ain't show me nothin, I turn to Ray Charles (I'm gone)
[01:48.819]Matte black, off-road Lambo move like a race car (Vroom)
[01:51.846]Maybach, Maybach, add it up, that's like an eight-ball
[01:54.870]Couple bombs, Audemars skeleton came with the face off
[01:57.943]****in' long, tell the bitch, love the bitch, I ain't even stayin' long
[02:00.960]Fifty pack in my pocket, middle of the threesome, ****, my pants on
[02:04.395]With my gun too
[02:05.534]Niggas know if I get mad enough, I might come through
[02:08.755]KFC, I bring that chicken out and my drum too
[02:11.689]He think he one of one too
[02:13.149]Million-dollar jewelry with an M in cash, I don't do no runnin' (Neva)
[02:16.346]She had flew out with me on a jet, but now her Uber comin'
[02:19.253]She get off that Sexyy Red, this hood shit got her coochie runnin' (Let's go)
[02:22.271]Like why every time niggas pop up dead nobody got nothin' to do with nothin'? Like wow
[02:25.834]I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (Forgot)
[02:28.905]I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (No bap)
[02:31.927]I don't just think for self
[02:33.337]I put on the whole damn team (Woo, you gotta stand for somethin')
[02:34.969]Young bull knocked his ****in' head open, playin' around with them keys (Brrt)
[02:37.876]I don't even play around with this shit (What? Seventeen zips)
[02:40.335]Why the **** you think I'ma play around with your bitch? (Ayy, ayy, zips)
[02:43.492]Every time we touch down in your city, got like twosie sticks (Oh my God)
[02:46.218]Everything been AP, I might **** around and punch a hole in your tips, shit (Let's go)

文本歌词

作词 : Lloyd McKenzie Jr/Robert Williams
作曲 : Lloyd McKenzie Jr/Robert Williams
Grrt
I buy this shit to drink, nigga, I don't sell no lean
We lettin' 'em go for four, but we get it for seventeen
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (Forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (No bap)
I don't just think for self, I put on the whole damn team
Young bull knocked his ****in' head open playin' around with them keys
I don't even play around with this shit (What?)
Why the **** you think I'ma play around with your bitch?
Every time we touch down in your city, got like twosie sticks (Oh my God)
Everything been AP, I might **** around and punch a hole in your tips, shit
Remember when I touched a honey bun (What?)
If she suck dick good, she gettin' her tummy tucked
I keep some damn Tris up in my Fanta, not the funny one
Yetta, yetta, nothin' 'bout me tender, tender
I swear it get cold outside, keep Monclers for the winter, winter
Don't make me call big bro outside 'cause he gon' get 'em, get 'em
Whack 'em, he gon' split 'em, split 'em
She keep on tellin' her friends we go together, only fvcked her once
Slizzy motion in my blunt, no, we don't smoke on Runtz (No bap)
Go to Starlet's, get some ones, I do that shit for fun (No bap)
They been knowin' I'm the one (No bap)
Hundred on my pant, how the **** I look without a gun?
Never understand how niggas is deadbeats
How the **** you look without your son?
I buy this shit to drink, nigga, I don't sell no lean
We lettin' 'em go for four, but we get it for seventeen
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (Forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (No bap)
I don't just think for self, I put on the whole damn team (Woo)
Young bull knocked his ****in' head open playin' around with them keys
I don't even play around with this shit (What?)
Why the **** you think I'ma play around with your bitch? (Ayy, ayy, why?)
Philly, off radar, Caddy with them ARs (Brrt)
So many dead bodies, they can't even find my daddy in the graveyard
Wasn't tryna hear 'bout it, lil' young keep talkin', he let that Drac' go (Keep talkin')
I'm like, "Show me somethin”
He ain't show me nothin, I turn to Ray Charles (I'm gone)
Matte black, off-road Lambo move like a race car (Vroom)
Maybach, Maybach, add it up, that's like an eight-ball
Couple bombs, Audemars skeleton came with the face off
****in' long, tell the bitch, love the bitch, I ain't even stayin' long
Fifty pack in my pocket, middle of the threesome, ****, my pants on
With my gun too
Niggas know if I get mad enough, I might come through
KFC, I bring that chicken out and my drum too
He think he one of one too
Million-dollar jewelry with an M in cash, I don't do no runnin' (Neva)
She had flew out with me on a jet, but now her Uber comin'
She get off that Sexyy Red, this hood shit got her coochie runnin' (Let's go)
Like why every time niggas pop up dead nobody got nothin' to do with nothin'? Like wow
I be so goddamn high, I forgot I left her on seen (Forgot)
I be so goddamn high, I mixed the purp' with the lean (No bap)
I don't just think for self
I put on the whole damn team (Woo, you gotta stand for somethin')
Young bull knocked his ****in' head open, playin' around with them keys (Brrt)
I don't even play around with this shit (What? Seventeen zips)
Why the **** you think I'ma play around with your bitch? (Ayy, ayy, zips)
Every time we touch down in your city, got like twosie sticks (Oh my God)
Everything been AP, I might **** around and punch a hole in your tips, shit (Let's go)