[00:00.000] 作词 : Polo G/Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Polo G/Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
[00:11.894]Uh
[00:12.508]
[00:12.651]So used to them grey clouds, I might **** around, drop the top in the rai
[00:15.765]For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range
[00:19.100]He just pretend, he not with the gang
[00:20.580]'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
[00:22.191]Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
[00:23.756]Spent a quarter mill' on the watch and the chain
[00:25.440]I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
[00:27.085]Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:31.993]
[00:32.164]Young nigga up now, remember back then nigga s clowned on me
[00:35.634]Down from the Hеaven gates, only way a nigga lookin' down on me
[00:38.815]Keep at lеast two hundred thou' on me, keep at least like thirty rounds on me
[00:41.997]With my nigga s 'til the wheels fall off, don't care if my ride on E
[00:45.429]Gucci slides, Versace robes, palm trees, exotic hoes
[00:48.609]Snitchin', he can't right his wrongs, once he play that writing role
[00:51.852]Slime shit , we wipe his nose, feds watchin', might strike a pose
[00:55.185]Do a hit, take flight, we gone, we just take the dice and roll
[00:58.372]
[00:58.519]So used to them grey clouds, I might **** around, drop the top in the rai
[01:01.963]For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range
[01:05.341]He just pretend, he not with the gang
[01:06.861]'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
[01:08.506]Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
[01:10.097]Spent a quarter mill' on the watch and the chain
[01:11.809]I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
[01:13.464]Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah, yeah, yeah
[01:18.762]
[01:18.898]Soon as I touch down, them p***y feds be hot on me (Woo)
[01:22.280]Heard nigga s got money out on my head, tell 'em "Come crown the king" (Hm)
[01:25.399]Let the work out though for fourteen days, that's quarantine (Damn)
[01:28.832]I poured my heart out before my lean, baby, no R&B (Yeah)
[01:32.054]Six-six deuce, my Piru, big suuwoo, slime my crew
[01:35.471]Slatt, slatt, slatt, a-achoo, wipe his nose, God bless you
[01:38.713]Blatt-blatt-blatt, I'm not through
[01:40.358]Blatt-tat-tat, duck-duck-goose
[01:42.040]Two big guns on me for the smoke
[01:43.642]It's uncle Snoop and Martha Stew'
[01:45.299]Call me Capalotty (Woo), Big Slimalini (Uh), Lil' Slime Gotti (Yeah)
[01:47.853]That ain't the 'Ghini, lil' b***h that's a 'Gatti (Skrrt)
[01:49.491]Promethazine me, a P on the
[01:51.417]I hid fettuccine from the federales
[01:52.724]I'm like Rick Pitino or John Caliparri
[01:54.344]I'm leadin' my team, yeah, right to the finals
[01:56.024]That money talking and we talkin' private
[01:57.645]I'm not correspondin', hold on
[01:58.984]Gucci slides and Versace robes (Ooh)
[02:00.444]I slide a nigga , I slide a ho (Ooh)
[02:02.080]I bang on anybody gang
[02:03.708]And I ball with all my slime they know
[02:05.435]On gang-gang, on Hollygrove
[02:07.010]No plain jane, I smoke Zario
[02:08.717]And when the rain came I put the top down
[02:10.454]Under the dark clouds, I'm shiny gold
[02:12.053]
[02:12.200]Used to the grey clouds, I might **** around and drop the top in the rain (Yeah, yeah
[02:15.168]For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range (Top close range)
[02:17.978]He just pretend, he not with the gang
[02:19.778]'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
[02:21.447]Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
[02:22.939]Spent a whole mill' on the watch and the chain
[02:24.529]I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
[02:26.298]Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah
[02:33.137]
[02:33.318]Polo G, Tunechi Lee (Yeah)
[02:38.403]Call me Capalotty

作词 : Polo G/Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
作曲 : Polo G/Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Uh
So used to them grey clouds, I might **** around, drop the top in the rai
For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
Spent a quarter mill' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah, yeah, yeah
Young nigga up now, remember back then nigga s clowned on me
Down from the Hеaven gates, only way a nigga lookin' down on me
Keep at lеast two hundred thou' on me, keep at least like thirty rounds on me
With my nigga s 'til the wheels fall off, don't care if my ride on E
Gucci slides, Versace robes, palm trees, exotic hoes
Snitchin', he can't right his wrongs, once he play that writing role
Slime shit , we wipe his nose, feds watchin', might strike a pose
Do a hit, take flight, we gone, we just take the dice and roll
So used to them grey clouds, I might **** around, drop the top in the rai
For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
Spent a quarter mill' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah, yeah, yeah
Soon as I touch down, them p***y feds be hot on me (Woo)
Heard nigga s got money out on my head, tell 'em "Come crown the king" (Hm)
Let the work out though for fourteen days, that's quarantine (Damn)
I poured my heart out before my lean, baby, no R&B (Yeah)
Six-six deuce, my Piru, big suuwoo, slime my crew
Slatt, slatt, slatt, a-achoo, wipe his nose, God bless you
Blatt-blatt-blatt, I'm not through
Blatt-tat-tat, duck-duck-goose
Two big guns on me for the smoke
It's uncle Snoop and Martha Stew'
Call me Capalotty (Woo), Big Slimalini (Uh), Lil' Slime Gotti (Yeah)
That ain't the 'Ghini, lil' b***h that's a 'Gatti (Skrrt)
Promethazine me, a P on the
I hid fettuccine from the federales
I'm like Rick Pitino or John Caliparri
I'm leadin' my team, yeah, right to the finals
That money talking and we talkin' private
I'm not correspondin', hold on
Gucci slides and Versace robes (Ooh)
I slide a nigga , I slide a ho (Ooh)
I bang on anybody gang
And I ball with all my slime they know
On gang-gang, on Hollygrove
No plain jane, I smoke Zario
And when the rain came I put the top down
Under the dark clouds, I'm shiny gold
Used to the grey clouds, I might **** around and drop the top in the rain (Yeah, yeah
For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range (Top close range)
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
Spent a whole mill' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah
Polo G, Tunechi Lee (Yeah)
Call me Capalotty