[00:00.000] 作曲 : London Golston/Aaron isaiah galloway
[00:00.000]Prod.Yungzayy
[00:00.170][Intro: Pradabagshawty & Maino Da Plug]
[00:00.173]'RL' pop out, bump-stock sittin' on the Blackout; shots fired, know that we did it
[00:03.321]Me and li' Spazz, we on the trap, like Quick Trip; sell out the zot', we on Pump 6
[00:06.648]Blood, GD, even Crip call up 'Money Gang'? Go and send a mo'****in' blitz
[00:09.801]Better take a good look at the ho, you cuffed and had her in the spot gettin' bent
[00:13.392](It's the plug)
[00:15.493]I HOPE THESE NIGGAS GON' SLEEP ON A YOUNG-NIGGA
[00:18.558](Let it– Let it run, Zay)
[00:19.828](Let it run, let it run)
[00:20.325]IF IT WAS UP TO ME, P5?
[00:22.369]THESE NIGGAS WASN'T ON SHIT!
[00:24.121]THEY GOT PROBLEMS ON-THE-WAY..
[00:25.140]B4-5PROBLEMS!
[00:25.642](MAAINOOO!!!)
[00:26.408][Chorus]
[00:26.597]'RL' pop out, bump-stock sittin' on the Blackout; shots fired, know that we did it
[00:29.842]Me and li' Spazz, we on the trap, like Quick Trip; sell out the zot', we on Pump 6
[00:33.185]Blood, GD, even Crip call up 'Money Gang'? Go and send a mo'****in' blitz
[00:36.508]Bеtter take a good look at the ho, you cuffеd and had her in the spot gettin' bent
[00:40.013]15, would'a said I make it offa' rap, nigga prolly thought you was cap
[00:43.276]All we know is do 'em bad, rob him for his 'yaan', take this shit right back to the trap
[00:46.538]All we know is do 'em bad, slime him for his 'yaan', nigga think he hard, he ain't 'dat'
[00:50.053]Jumped off the mo'****in porch, Buzz Lightyear, nigga, I ain't playin' wit' toys
[00:53.095][Verse]
[00:53.345]He tried to buck, 'cause he want a black bump-stock chop'; send his ass to the Lord
[00:56.415]Hop in the mo'****in' sprinter bus off a lick, and I'm goin' straight-up on tour
[00:59.994]Black Cartier [?]; night-night, overkill, spin 'em 3 times
[01:01.577]Backdoor, he thought I came through the blinds; I'm in the bushes, can't run from P5
[01:06.650]Percocet-30, bih' melt on my tongue; head-tap, nigga, don't play wit' lil' Yung
[01:09.858]Mind-chop' chop off his brain, he go dumb; trap-spot beatin', pop out, Rolling Loud
[01:13.033]Y'een got no Perc' for young Prada? Sit down
[01:14.950]'Money Gang', we done got rich off break-downs
[01:16.453]Exotic bag, prolly not comin' down
[01:18.247]We taxin' him bad, he won't go back around
[01:19.661][Chorus]
[01:19.736]'RL' pop out, bump-stock sittin' on the Blackout; shots fired, know that we did it
[01:23.085]Me and li' Spazz, we on the trap, like Quick Trip; sell out the zot', we on Pump 6
[01:26.404]Blood, GD, even Crip call up 'Money Gang'? Go and send a mo'****in' blitz
[01:29.821]Better take a good look at the ho, you cuffed and had her in the spot gettin' bent
[01:33.082]15, would'a said I make it offa' rap, nigga prolly thought you was cap
[01:36.409]All we know is do 'em bad, rob him for his 'yaan', take this shit right back to the trap
[01:39.944]All we know is do 'em bad, slime him for his 'yaan', nigga think he hard, he ain't 'dat'
[01:43.206]Jumped off the mo'****in porch, Buzz Lightyear, nigga, I ain't playin' wit' toys

作曲 : London Golston/Aaron isaiah galloway
Prod.Yungzayy
'RL' pop out, bump-stock sittin' on the Blackout; shots fired, know that we did it
Me and li' Spazz, we on the trap, like Quick Trip; sell out the zot', we on Pump 6
Blood, GD, even Crip call up 'Money Gang'? Go and send a mo'****in' blitz
Better take a good look at the ho, you cuffed and had her in the spot gettin' bent
(It's the plug)
I HOPE THESE NIGGAS GON' SLEEP ON A YOUNG-NIGGA
(Let it– Let it run, Zay)
(Let it run, let it run)
IF IT WAS UP TO ME, P5?
THESE NIGGAS WASN'T ON SHIT!
THEY GOT PROBLEMS ON-THE-WAY..
B4-5PROBLEMS!
(MAAINOOO!!!)
'RL' pop out, bump-stock sittin' on the Blackout; shots fired, know that we did it
Me and li' Spazz, we on the trap, like Quick Trip; sell out the zot', we on Pump 6
Blood, GD, even Crip call up 'Money Gang'? Go and send a mo'****in' blitz
Bеtter take a good look at the ho, you cuffеd and had her in the spot gettin' bent
15, would'a said I make it offa' rap, nigga prolly thought you was cap
All we know is do 'em bad, rob him for his 'yaan', take this shit right back to the trap
All we know is do 'em bad, slime him for his 'yaan', nigga think he hard, he ain't 'dat'
Jumped off the mo'****in porch, Buzz Lightyear, nigga, I ain't playin' wit' toys
He tried to buck, 'cause he want a black bump-stock chop'; send his ass to the Lord
Hop in the mo'****in' sprinter bus off a lick, and I'm goin' straight-up on tour
Black Cartier ; night-night, overkill, spin 'em 3 times
Backdoor, he thought I came through the blinds; I'm in the bushes, can't run from P5
Percocet-30, bih' melt on my tongue; head-tap, nigga, don't play wit' lil' Yung
Mind-chop' chop off his brain, he go dumb; trap-spot beatin', pop out, Rolling Loud
Y'een got no Perc' for young Prada? Sit down
'Money Gang', we done got rich off break-downs
Exotic bag, prolly not comin' down
We taxin' him bad, he won't go back around
'RL' pop out, bump-stock sittin' on the Blackout; shots fired, know that we did it
Me and li' Spazz, we on the trap, like Quick Trip; sell out the zot', we on Pump 6
Blood, GD, even Crip call up 'Money Gang'? Go and send a mo'****in' blitz
Better take a good look at the ho, you cuffed and had her in the spot gettin' bent
15, would'a said I make it offa' rap, nigga prolly thought you was cap
All we know is do 'em bad, rob him for his 'yaan', take this shit right back to the trap
All we know is do 'em bad, slime him for his 'yaan', nigga think he hard, he ain't 'dat'
Jumped off the mo'****in porch, Buzz Lightyear, nigga, I ain't playin' wit' toys