[00:00.00] 作词 : Jeffery Williams/Tyree Pittman
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Jeffery Williams/Tyree Pittman
[00:00.00]Young chop on da beat
[00:02.99]Ay yo nephew
[00:05.05]I think it's time to
[00:06.01]Put some of that real sticky-icky-icky
[00:08.06]In the ****ing air
[00:10.38]But in a Backwood, ya dig
[00:13.24]I wanna get high, yeah
[00:15.49]'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
[00:19.26]Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
[00:21.94]I'm 'bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah
[00:27.16]Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
[00:29.86]Shawty she bad, **** 'round take her to the stars
[00:33.69]Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
[00:36.75]Brand new chick, got her brand new ass
[00:39.86]Give the password, psych
[00:43.16]'Bout to drink a whole lot of syrup, a'ight
[00:46.21]But the Bentley coupe missing, the stash on the curb
[00:48.80]Watch the city go missing
[00:50.06]The young niggas ran off with lil biddy birds
[00:52.01]**** you talkin', b***h you ran off on 'em
[00:54.99]How these lil handcuffs
[00:56.42]And you cops can't cuff me
[00:58.34]In the back of the cab
[00:59.58]This ho sucking d**k from the front seat
[01:01.67]This her aftermath
[01:03.04]Like I got 50 Cent on me (straight stacks)
[01:06.33]Trap spot's like a store
[01:08.53]B***h got a couple choppers on the floor
[01:11.25](Got a couple choppers on the floor)
[01:13.33]Watch that door (watch that door)
[01:16.40]Watch that door (you gotta watch that door)
[01:24.91]Watch that door
[01:32.00]I roll up two point fives
[01:34.19]Happy four twenty, roll up two point fives
[01:37.96]Way too stoned, don't remember these guys
[01:40.78]Hold up, so high I'ma risk my life
[01:42.26]Ain't even tryna go to these skies
[01:45.62]Hold up strollers
[01:47.20]I want the whole cut
[01:48.90]I make a slut slut
[01:50.45]I eat it cold cut
[01:52.00]Hair getting longer
[01:53.73]**** getting stronger
[01:55.45]'Bout to strong arm her
[01:56.97]'Bout to go and bone girl
[01:58.54]She got a cameltoe, I call her Marlboro
[02:02.16]I take you from the stars, take you to my world
[02:05.37]But she didn't get a chance to get my number
[02:08.00]She missed out on llama
[02:09.31]She missed out on me and my mama yeah
[02:11.69]I wanna get high, yeah
[02:13.78]'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
[02:17.68]Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
[02:20.37]I'm 'bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah
[02:25.61]Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
[02:28.83]Shawty she bad, **** 'round take her to the stars
[02:31.67]Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
[02:35.14]Brand new chick, got her brand new ass
[02:38.06]With a lot of old money
[02:39.26]Everybody want somethin' from me
[02:40.89]Got to keep my hands on the steering wheel
[02:42.61]'Cause I foot the bill and I shoot to kill
[02:44.29]And I slide around in that Snoop DeVille
[02:45.91]And my gas tank is on full
[02:47.30]Stack goods, them Backwoods
[02:49.24]We c**k back and we pull
[02:50.72]Bubblegum, cookies, OG, and KK
[02:54.14]We like Craig and Dae Dae
[02:55.78]Who gives a **** what they say
[02:57.43]I be out here gettin' it
[02:58.87]Gotta get it 'cause I got it on
[03:01.08]I'm the same nigga that you b***h ass niggas plotted on
[03:04.19]It ain't as easy as I make it look
[03:06.55]See what I'm sayin'
[03:07.81]I ain't playin', b***h take a look
[03:09.92]We on that G shit, b***h we lit
[03:12.17]And I'm seasick for real
[03:13.69]Thugger Thug, what it does
[03:15.57]Let's get this ****ing money cuz
[03:17.26]I mean that new money
[03:18.43]That blue money with new faces
[03:20.05]Them new cases and new bases and new aces
[03:22.47]Florida-anapolis, ain't no stoppin' us
[03:25.32]Power preaches patience
[03:27.03]Balling in two places
[03:28.66]Exchanges, smoke faces
[03:30.34]Count this money on a PJ in my PJs
[03:34.02]Goin' fast, get in tussles on the E-way
[03:36.88]Smoking on that OG
[03:38.25]I fell on my AP, got me a Rollie
[03:40.46]I got a bad b***h and I call her sexy
[03:44.70]And her head ****
[03:46.37]And she suck me off the perky, keep her hands off
[03:50.13]I don't **** with vapors but I'm high-igh-igh
[03:53.27]I got a bad b***h, I know she bi-i-i-i-i
[03:56.73]I wanna get high, yeah
[03:59.14]'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
[04:02.98]Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
[04:05.56]I'm 'bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah
[04:10.66]Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
[04:14.08]Shawty she bad, **** 'round take her to the stars
[04:17.48]Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
[04:20.67]Brand new chick, got her brand new ass
[04:24.78]See man, a lot of you niggas think
[04:27.27]You can smoke with us
[04:28.42]But umm
[04:30.09]This shit is a marathon man
[04:32.75]This ain't no ****ing umm, hundred yard dash
[04:37.51]Man step back
[04:39.37]You ain't in our league
[04:41.52]Thugger Thug, Doggy Dog
[04:44.11]Nephew we on
[04:47.92]We out

作词 : Jeffery Williams/Tyree Pittman
作曲 : Jeffery Williams/Tyree Pittman
Young chop on da beat
Ay yo nephew
I think it's time to
Put some of that real sticky-icky-icky
In the ****ing air
But in a Backwood, ya dig
I wanna get high, yeah
'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
I'm 'bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah
Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
Shawty she bad, **** 'round take her to the stars
Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
Brand new chick, got her brand new ass
Give the password, psych
'Bout to drink a whole lot of syrup, a'ight
But the Bentley coupe missing, the stash on the curb
Watch the city go missing
The young niggas ran off with lil biddy birds
**** you talkin', b***h you ran off on 'em
How these lil handcuffs
And you cops can't cuff me
In the back of the cab
This ho sucking d**k from the front seat
This her aftermath
Like I got 50 Cent on me (straight stacks)
Trap spot's like a store
B***h got a couple choppers on the floor
(Got a couple choppers on the floor)
Watch that door (watch that door)
Watch that door (you gotta watch that door)
Watch that door
I roll up two point fives
Happy four twenty, roll up two point fives
Way too stoned, don't remember these guys
Hold up, so high I'ma risk my life
Ain't even tryna go to these skies
Hold up strollers
I want the whole cut
I make a slut slut
I eat it cold cut
Hair getting longer
**** getting stronger
'Bout to strong arm her
'Bout to go and bone girl
She got a cameltoe, I call her Marlboro
I take you from the stars, take you to my world
But she didn't get a chance to get my number
She missed out on llama
She missed out on me and my mama yeah
I wanna get high, yeah
'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
I'm 'bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah
Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
Shawty she bad, **** 'round take her to the stars
Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
Brand new chick, got her brand new ass
With a lot of old money
Everybody want somethin' from me
Got to keep my hands on the steering wheel
'Cause I foot the bill and I shoot to kill
And I slide around in that Snoop DeVille
And my gas tank is on full
Stack goods, them Backwoods
We c**k back and we pull
Bubblegum, cookies, OG, and KK
We like Craig and Dae Dae
Who gives a **** what they say
I be out here gettin' it
Gotta get it 'cause I got it on
I'm the same nigga that you b***h ass niggas plotted on
It ain't as easy as I make it look
See what I'm sayin'
I ain't playin', b***h take a look
We on that G shit, b***h we lit
And I'm seasick for real
Thugger Thug, what it does
Let's get this ****ing money cuz
I mean that new money
That blue money with new faces
Them new cases and new bases and new aces
Florida-anapolis, ain't no stoppin' us
Power preaches patience
Balling in two places
Exchanges, smoke faces
Count this money on a PJ in my PJs
Goin' fast, get in tussles on the E-way
Smoking on that OG
I fell on my AP, got me a Rollie
I got a bad b***h and I call her sexy
And her head ****
And she suck me off the perky, keep her hands off
I don't **** with vapors but I'm high-igh-igh
I got a bad b***h, I know she bi-i-i-i-i
I wanna get high, yeah
'Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah
Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
I'm 'bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah
Roll up some gas, I'm not talkin' a car
Shawty she bad, **** 'round take her to the stars
Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
Brand new chick, got her brand new ass
See man, a lot of you niggas think
You can smoke with us
But umm
This shit is a marathon man
This ain't no ****ing umm, hundred yard dash
Man step back
You ain't in our league
Thugger Thug, Doggy Dog
Nephew we on
We out