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[00:00.00] 作词 : Quinlan Sharif McAfee/Bryson Potts
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Kevin Andre Price
[00:05.45]Go Grizz
[00:12.21]Yeah, yeah yeah, ayy (Winner's circle)
[00:14.45]Extended the clips in all of my guns,
[00:16.34]I could go to war with ISIS
[00:18.11]Keep the strap up on my hip,
[00:19.71]They say, "Lil' chop a dyke"
[00:21.41]Hit her from the back one time,
[00:22.61]I ain't doin' no mother****ing wifin'
[00:24.00]He sayin' that I'm lyin' every time I'm rappin'
[00:25.38]I'm knockin' his tops, he think's that I'm cappin'
[00:27.11]Put him on the news, we bringin' the static
[00:28.79]Handguns and them automatics
[00:30.53]Dressed in that guala, bitch, I gotta have it
[00:31.78]Up with the pole, get stretched, elastic
[00:33.50]These niggas fake, I see through 'em like plastic
[00:35.20]Lil' bro in the field, doin' drills like Madden
[00:36.95]If a **** nigga play we gon' **** it up
[00:38.51]Got my strap in the seat, tell 'em, "Buckle up"
[00:40.17]I ain't gotta use heat, we could knuckle up
[00:41.85]Take a trip for a week, are you gon' **** or what?
[00:43.73]Ayy, bitch
[00:45.40]Ayy, you gon' **** or nah?
[00:46.97]I told her, "Drop her drawers"
[00:48.69]And she was gaggin' on the dick, her tongue was on my balls
[00:52.21]She got some magical jaws, yeah
[00:54.11]Yeah, ayy, if you run up on me, get a toe-tag
[00:57.31]Bitch, you know I ain't totin' a pro mag
[00:59.04]Them hollow tips gonna split right through his bitch-ass
[01:02.68]I'm leavin' niggas layin' in the mud for ****ing shitbags
[01:05.38]They say, 'Why you rappin' 'bout hoes and shit?'
[01:06.34]'Cause I got a whole lotta hoes and shit
[01:07.76]I'm the one buyin' their clothes and shit
[01:09.43]VVS on my neck and they froze and shit
[01:11.17]Hit her one time and she actin' out
[01:12.82]Red beam on my strap like I'm backin' out
[01:14.44]And I full lotta bowls when I'm packin' now
[01:16.21]Smoke a whole lotta weed, I ain't flashin' out
[01:17.90]My chopper kill just like a kangaroo
[01:19.79]When it hit him, it knock him right out his shoe
[01:21.55]I might wet him like a swimmin' pool
[01:23.74]Or just like some ****in' lube
[01:25.33]I'm ****ed up in the head, I might just pull up
[01:27.98]And shoot up the school
[01:28.98]Mechanical choppa because I'm ridin' with a lotta tools
[01:32.28]This bitch tried to rob me
[01:33.54]So you know I had to drape the dude
[01:35.66]But they tryna be, but it's not easy
[01:36.72]Hol' on, it's not easy
[01:38.69]I be blessin' the mic, but I'm not sneezin'
[01:40.35]Put the gang on the bitch like I'm Y Beezy
[01:42.02]The car got no ceilin', I'm not Weezy
[01:43.69]If I said it, I said it, and I mean it
[01:45.33]Lotta green in my pocket, I'm not vegan
[01:47.00]Got a whole lotta music I'm not leakin'
[01:48.73]Ayy, what the **** a bitch wanna do
[01:52.68]I got 'bout four, five choppers
[01:54.26]When I'm ridin' in my coupe
[01:55.78]And bitch, I came a long way from the ramen noodle soup
[01:59.43]Now a bitch need a toothpick
[02:01.29]'Cause there's steak stuck in my tooth
[02:02.78]How many guns I got? A lot
[02:04.36]And bitch, we trapping' spot to spot
[02:06.01]And you would think this shit is gumbo
[02:07.66]But it's ****ed up in the pot
[02:09.46]And bitch, my pockets is on swol'
[02:11.17]And it's lookin' like a knot
[02:12.84]Top shotta in this bitch, bitch, you a bombaclot
[02:16.41]Ayy, she want a bag, and I got a bag,
[02:19.09]But she don't get nothin'
[02:20.08]Ayy, got a whole cash, and I'm livin' too fast,
[02:22.41]Mama couldn't do nothin'
[02:23.35]I spend guala in public, all my bitches
[02:25.55]They do what I do, like puppies
[02:27.00]Ayy, catch a thot, she blushin',
[02:28.33]In the Yo with a Polo on, bro, I'm cookin'
[02:30.20]I might wet him like a swimmin' pool
[02:32.28]Or just like some ****in' lube
[02:33.98]I'm ****ed up in the head
[02:35.38]I might just pull up and shoot up the school
[02:37.45]Mechanical choppa because I'm ridin' with a lotta tools
[02:40.89]This bitch tried to rob me
[02:42.15]So you know I had to drape the dude
[02:44.25]But they tryna be, but it's not easy
[02:45.39]Hol' on, it's not easy
[02:47.28]I be blessin' the mic, but I'm not sneezin'
[02:48.93]Put the gang on the bitch like I'm Y Beezy
[02:50.57]The car got no ceilin', I'm not Weezy
[02:52.20]If I said it, I said it, and I mean it
[02:53.93]Lotta green in my pocket, I'm not vegan
[02:55.71]Got a whole lotta music I'm not leakin'
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文本歌词
作词 : Quinlan Sharif McAfee/Bryson Potts
作曲 : Kevin Andre Price
Go Grizz
Yeah, yeah yeah, ayy (Winner's circle)
Extended the clips in all of my guns,
I could go to war with ISIS
Keep the strap up on my hip,
They say, "Lil' chop a dyke"
Hit her from the back one time,
I ain't doin' no mother****ing wifin'
He sayin' that I'm lyin' every time I'm rappin'
I'm knockin' his tops, he think's that I'm cappin'
Put him on the news, we bringin' the static
Handguns and them automatics
Dressed in that guala, bitch, I gotta have it
Up with the pole, get stretched, elastic
These niggas fake, I see through 'em like plastic
Lil' bro in the field, doin' drills like Madden
If a **** nigga play we gon' **** it up
Got my strap in the seat, tell 'em, "Buckle up"
I ain't gotta use heat, we could knuckle up
Take a trip for a week, are you gon' **** or what?
Ayy, bitch
Ayy, you gon' **** or nah?
I told her, "Drop her drawers"
And she was gaggin' on the dick, her tongue was on my balls
She got some magical jaws, yeah
Yeah, ayy, if you run up on me, get a toe-tag
Bitch, you know I ain't totin' a pro mag
Them hollow tips gonna split right through his bitch-ass
I'm leavin' niggas layin' in the mud for ****ing shitbags
They say, 'Why you rappin' 'bout hoes and shit?'
'Cause I got a whole lotta hoes and shit
I'm the one buyin' their clothes and shit
VVS on my neck and they froze and shit
Hit her one time and she actin' out
Red beam on my strap like I'm backin' out
And I full lotta bowls when I'm packin' now
Smoke a whole lotta weed, I ain't flashin' out
My chopper kill just like a kangaroo
When it hit him, it knock him right out his shoe
I might wet him like a swimmin' pool
Or just like some ****in' lube
I'm ****ed up in the head, I might just pull up
And shoot up the school
Mechanical choppa because I'm ridin' with a lotta tools
This bitch tried to rob me
So you know I had to drape the dude
But they tryna be, but it's not easy
Hol' on, it's not easy
I be blessin' the mic, but I'm not sneezin'
Put the gang on the bitch like I'm Y Beezy
The car got no ceilin', I'm not Weezy
If I said it, I said it, and I mean it
Lotta green in my pocket, I'm not vegan
Got a whole lotta music I'm not leakin'
Ayy, what the **** a bitch wanna do
I got 'bout four, five choppers
When I'm ridin' in my coupe
And bitch, I came a long way from the ramen noodle soup
Now a bitch need a toothpick
'Cause there's steak stuck in my tooth
How many guns I got? A lot
And bitch, we trapping' spot to spot
And you would think this shit is gumbo
But it's ****ed up in the pot
And bitch, my pockets is on swol'
And it's lookin' like a knot
Top shotta in this bitch, bitch, you a bombaclot
Ayy, she want a bag, and I got a bag,
But she don't get nothin'
Ayy, got a whole cash, and I'm livin' too fast,
Mama couldn't do nothin'
I spend guala in public, all my bitches
They do what I do, like puppies
Ayy, catch a thot, she blushin',
In the Yo with a Polo on, bro, I'm cookin'
I might wet him like a swimmin' pool
Or just like some ****in' lube
I'm ****ed up in the head
I might just pull up and shoot up the school
Mechanical choppa because I'm ridin' with a lotta tools
This bitch tried to rob me
So you know I had to drape the dude
But they tryna be, but it's not easy
Hol' on, it's not easy
I be blessin' the mic, but I'm not sneezin'
Put the gang on the bitch like I'm Y Beezy
The car got no ceilin', I'm not Weezy
If I said it, I said it, and I mean it
Lotta green in my pocket, I'm not vegan
Got a whole lotta music I'm not leakin'