[00:00.00] 作词 : Tyquian Bowman/Julian Alberto Menendez/Gleb Nikiforov/Abida Ayushiev
[00:00.48] 作曲 : Tyquian Bowman/Julian Alberto Menendez/Gleb Nikiforov/Abida Ayushiev
[00:00.97]Ayy, ayy, ayy, you know every time it's up, it's stuck, nigga
[00:03.44](What up, Worthy?)
[00:04.62]And ain't no coming down
[00:06.46]Q-R-N
[00:09.30](Damn, Jam, this shit a vibe)
[00:09.89]Quando Rondo, nigga
[00:12.19]Glocks, magazines, XD's and PTR's
[00:15.15]MACs, extension clips with beams, know you won't see tomorrow
[00:17.99]Clap, how lil' youngin banging and they see hit up his car (Facts)
[00:21.36]We get the drop, we jumped the fence
[00:22.97]I swear that all I know is murder, baby
[00:25.60]Riding 'round with them bags on me, smoking purple, baby
[00:27.72]That thirty poking out my pants on me, I'm rocking purple
[00:30.60]This for that one who put them bands on me, we gon' murk 'em
[00:33.30]Roll up a blunt of that new dead homie while sipping purple maple
[00:35.94].223, I let some shots off grandma front porch
[00:38.16]Life in prison in my backyard with the graveyard at my front door
[00:41.15]**** all that dissing, when I catch you, you gon' catch one, let my gun blow
[00:44.25]Jump Out Gang jump out then sped off
[00:45.71]Ayy, .40 with aim, got the red dot
[00:47.60]On the corner, he claim he dead on
[00:49.13]I know the feds feel like we dead wrong
[00:50.37]New Mercedes Benz, we spin the bend while smoking dead opps
[00:53.36]This shit like a train, know that MAC-10'll knock his head off
[00:56.51]I sip that drank just like it's
[00:58.32]
[01:00.40]Knock his dome sincelery be knocked his dreads off
[01:02.71]Put him on the late night, I guess Ski like turn the lights off
[01:05.75]My opponent scared to go jail, but no, not me, come get stepped down
[01:09.35]Mike Amiri denim on my jeans just like
[01:12.19]Glocks, magazines, XD's and PTR's
[01:15.86]MACs, extension clips with beams, know you won't see tomorrow
[01:18.92]Clap, how lil' youngin banging and they see hit up his car (Facts)
[01:21.87]We get the drop, we jumped the fence
[01:23.67]I swear that all I know is murder, baby
[01:25.53]Riding 'round with them bags on me, smoking purple, baby
[01:28.14]That thirty poking out my pants on me, I'm rocking purple
[01:30.51]This for that one who put them bands on me, we gon' murk 'em
[01:34.17]Roll up a blunt of that new dead homie while sipping purple maple
[01:36.95] only killers in America
[01:39.60]Pistols get to hitting like a missile, come through tear it up
[01:42.21]Hell no, I'm not wrestling, off the flat, no Rey Mysterio
[01:45.30]Bullets get to coming through, they trap, you can't trap there no more
[01:48.40]Daredevil, stick be in my lap while rocking Ferragamo
[01:51.38]Twin shovels, we gon' need 'em both so we can bury fellow, big stepper
[01:54.42]F&N, I guess that stand for **** a nigga, stop the pedal
[01:58.20]Hellcat verse that hemi, we skrrt dust the nigga
[02:00.69]Do the dash in a four rental
[02:02.19]Way before that boy, he put throw in 'em
[02:03.52]I be down, they up the score on us
[02:04.97]I done dropped the lo', I'm in the Nolia thugging
[02:06.48]Here they go, claiming they want smoke until the bro under
[02:09.59]Even all the fans wanna see Lil Rondo go under
[02:12.63]But **** 'em, they ain't got no money
[02:13.73]Glocks, magazines, XD's and PTR's
[02:16.62]MACs, extension clips with beams, know you won't see tomorrow
[02:19.71]Clap, how lil' youngin banging and they see hit up his car (Facts)
[02:22.80]We get the drop, we jumped the fence
[02:24.48]I swear that all I know is murder, baby
[02:26.52]Riding 'round with them bags on me, smoking purple, baby
[02:28.97]That thirty poking out my pants on me, I'm rocking purple
[02:32.90]This for that one who put them bands on me, we gon' murk 'em
[02:35.14]Roll up a blunt of that new dead homie while sipping purple maple

作词 : Tyquian Bowman/Julian Alberto Menendez/Gleb Nikiforov/Abida Ayushiev
作曲 : Tyquian Bowman/Julian Alberto Menendez/Gleb Nikiforov/Abida Ayushiev
Ayy, ayy, ayy, you know every time it's up, it's stuck, nigga
(What up, Worthy?)
And ain't no coming down
Q-R-N
(Damn, Jam, this shit a vibe)
Quando Rondo, nigga
Glocks, magazines, XD's and PTR's
MACs, extension clips with beams, know you won't see tomorrow
Clap, how lil' youngin banging and they see hit up his car (Facts)
We get the drop, we jumped the fence
I swear that all I know is murder, baby
Riding 'round with them bags on me, smoking purple, baby
That thirty poking out my pants on me, I'm rocking purple
This for that one who put them bands on me, we gon' murk 'em
Roll up a blunt of that new dead homie while sipping purple maple
.223, I let some shots off grandma front porch
Life in prison in my backyard with the graveyard at my front door
**** all that dissing, when I catch you, you gon' catch one, let my gun blow
Jump Out Gang jump out then sped off
Ayy, .40 with aim, got the red dot
On the corner, he claim he dead on
I know the feds feel like we dead wrong
New Mercedes Benz, we spin the bend while smoking dead opps
This shit like a train, know that MAC-10'll knock his head off
I sip that drank just like it's
Knock his dome sincelery be knocked his dreads off
Put him on the late night, I guess Ski like turn the lights off
My opponent scared to go jail, but no, not me, come get stepped down
Mike Amiri denim on my jeans just like
Glocks, magazines, XD's and PTR's
MACs, extension clips with beams, know you won't see tomorrow
Clap, how lil' youngin banging and they see hit up his car (Facts)
We get the drop, we jumped the fence
I swear that all I know is murder, baby
Riding 'round with them bags on me, smoking purple, baby
That thirty poking out my pants on me, I'm rocking purple
This for that one who put them bands on me, we gon' murk 'em
Roll up a blunt of that new dead homie while sipping purple maple
only killers in America
Pistols get to hitting like a missile, come through tear it up
Hell no, I'm not wrestling, off the flat, no Rey Mysterio
Bullets get to coming through, they trap, you can't trap there no more
Daredevil, stick be in my lap while rocking Ferragamo
Twin shovels, we gon' need 'em both so we can bury fellow, big stepper
F&N, I guess that stand for **** a nigga, stop the pedal
Hellcat verse that hemi, we skrrt dust the nigga
Do the dash in a four rental
Way before that boy, he put throw in 'em
I be down, they up the score on us
I done dropped the lo', I'm in the Nolia thugging
Here they go, claiming they want smoke until the bro under
Even all the fans wanna see Lil Rondo go under
But **** 'em, they ain't got no money
Glocks, magazines, XD's and PTR's
MACs, extension clips with beams, know you won't see tomorrow
Clap, how lil' youngin banging and they see hit up his car (Facts)
We get the drop, we jumped the fence
I swear that all I know is murder, baby
Riding 'round with them bags on me, smoking purple, baby
That thirty poking out my pants on me, I'm rocking purple
This for that one who put them bands on me, we gon' murk 'em
Roll up a blunt of that new dead homie while sipping purple maple