[00:00.00] 作词 : Radric Davis/Samuel Gloade/Deundraeus Portis/Rodney White
[00:00.61] 作曲 : Radric Davis/Samuel Gloade/Deundraeus Portis/Rodney White
[00:01.22]Twysted Genius, baby
[00:02.85]Get back, get back
[00:06.90]Yeah (Wop)
[00:10.01]Ha, yeah
[00:12.73]Ha
[00:13.26]Man, this shit crazy
[00:14.63]I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
[00:17.60]This murder shit ain't nothin' to me, whackin' shit on the daily
[00:20.99]Lil' b***h say she ain't heard of me, told the lil' b***h she gave me
[00:24.17]Still trappin' up off my flip, wish I could go trap off my paper
[00:27.40]I see these niggas hatin', I ain't losin' sleep about it, though
[00:30.21]Members creep like TLC, .223 shells out the Jeep
[00:33.43]No one gon' take care of me the way that I take care of me
[00:36.69]Get booked in from security, your bodyguard ain't scarin' me
[00:39.99]Put your friend in therapy, you know I did it, barely live
[00:42.93]Askin' me, "Take care of it," I squash it if I pay the bill
[00:46.63]I don't play detective games, they play, no, I don't play with them
[00:50.00]I don't freepick niggas, when I beef, I show no favoritism
[00:53.28]Lil' boy still need training wheels, these army guns, not baby pistols
[00:56.55]All these folks and babies in my house, I'm like a babysitter
[00:59.94]Gucci Mane, it's Shiesty, twins, we bait 'em and then play the nigga
[01:03.20]But shit get frenzy, twin F&N's, stand on ten, I raised the nigga
[01:06.55]Shootin' first, then did the verse, my bank account go crazy, nigga
[01:09.82]Police keep on tasin' niggas, one shot killed him, matched the nigga
[01:13.14]Shiesty, that's my Dirk Nowitzki, ain't no way I'm tradin', nigga
[01:16.44]No shade, I'm too rich to fade, he ran up, so I blazed the nigga
[01:19.75]Man, this shit crazy
[01:20.93]I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
[01:23.69]This murder shit ain't nothin' to me, whackin' shit on the daily
[01:27.15]Lil' b***h say she ain't heard of me, told the lil' b***h she gave me
[01:30.21]Still trappin' up off my flip, wish I could go trap off my paper
[01:33.71]Sent your mama to snitch on me, man, these niggas some b*****s
[01:36.99]Makin' posts, sendin' threats and shit, where I'm from, man, it's snitchin'
[01:40.43]Might jump out on your block with the semi and get to tickin'
[01:43.59]Race to you with this choppa, stand over you 'til you finished
[01:46.90]My niggas ig'nant, so many choppas in one car, man, look, this shit ridiculous
[01:51.39]We drove fourteen hours from Memphis with weed and some Glizzies
[01:54.71]We keep steppin' and keep on spinnin', we constantly be sendin'
[01:57.60]Choppa Gang run the city
[01:59.25]Man, this shit crazy
[02:00.46]I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
[02:03.53]This murder shit ain't nothin' to me, whackin' shit on the daily
[02:06.88]Lil' b***h say she ain't heard of me, told the lil' b***h she gave me
[02:10.13]Still trappin' up off my flip, wish I could go trap off my paper

作词 : Radric Davis/Samuel Gloade/Deundraeus Portis/Rodney White
作曲 : Radric Davis/Samuel Gloade/Deundraeus Portis/Rodney White
Twysted Genius, baby
Get back, get back
Yeah (Wop)
Ha, yeah
Ha
Man, this shit crazy
I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain't nothin' to me, whackin' shit on the daily
Lil' b***h say she ain't heard of me, told the lil' b***h she gave me
Still trappin' up off my flip, wish I could go trap off my paper
I see these niggas hatin', I ain't losin' sleep about it, though
Members creep like TLC, .223 shells out the Jeep
No one gon' take care of me the way that I take care of me
Get booked in from security, your bodyguard ain't scarin' me
Put your friend in therapy, you know I did it, barely live
Askin' me, "Take care of it," I squash it if I pay the bill
I don't play detective games, they play, no, I don't play with them
I don't freepick niggas, when I beef, I show no favoritism
Lil' boy still need training wheels, these army guns, not baby pistols
All these folks and babies in my house, I'm like a babysitter
Gucci Mane, it's Shiesty, twins, we bait 'em and then play the nigga
But shit get frenzy, twin F&N's, stand on ten, I raised the nigga
Shootin' first, then did the verse, my bank account go crazy, nigga
Police keep on tasin' niggas, one shot killed him, matched the nigga
Shiesty, that's my Dirk Nowitzki, ain't no way I'm tradin', nigga
No shade, I'm too rich to fade, he ran up, so I blazed the nigga
Man, this shit crazy
I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain't nothin' to me, whackin' shit on the daily
Lil' b***h say she ain't heard of me, told the lil' b***h she gave me
Still trappin' up off my flip, wish I could go trap off my paper
Sent your mama to snitch on me, man, these niggas some b*****s
Makin' posts, sendin' threats and shit, where I'm from, man, it's snitchin'
Might jump out on your block with the semi and get to tickin'
Race to you with this choppa, stand over you 'til you finished
My niggas ig'nant, so many choppas in one car, man, look, this shit ridiculous
We drove fourteen hours from Memphis with weed and some Glizzies
We keep steppin' and keep on spinnin', we constantly be sendin'
Choppa Gang run the city
Man, this shit crazy
I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain't nothin' to me, whackin' shit on the daily
Lil' b***h say she ain't heard of me, told the lil' b***h she gave me
Still trappin' up off my flip, wish I could go trap off my paper