[00:00.00] 作词 : CuBeatz/Young Thug/Meek Mill/OZ/Shane Lee Lindstrom/Shayaa Joseph
[00:01.00] 作曲 : CuBeatz/Young Thug/Meek Mill/OZ/Shane Lee Lindstrom/Shayaa Joseph
[00:06.93][Hook: Young Thug]
[00:08.47]Yeah, yeah
[00:09.89]What is you talking bout? Bitch, you offended m
[00:12.88]I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle m
[00:16.10]I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
[00:19.82]Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
[00:23.72]I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
[00:28.02]**** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin
[00:31.52]I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
[00:35.58]Oxycontin ****ing kidneys u
[00:38.24][Verse 1: Young Thug]
[00:39.14]Molly, my cup look like bath salt
[00:40.80]And I'm too high horsed for asphalt
[00:42.81]Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark
[00:44.45]They say that I changed, it's the cash fault
[00:46.53]Pay everybody like a cash cow
[00:48.39]I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR
[00:50.40]The Rollie stainless, stainless
[00:52.58]We young and rich and we dangerous
[00:54.46]I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus, nigga
[00:56.23]And the bitch stinking like a chitlin, bitc
[00:58.19]Bend the money down like a Philly, nigga
[01:00.05]Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas, nigga
[01:01.95]The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga
[01:03.96]I got benji on me and he cripping, nigga
[01:05.88]I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
[01:07.61]I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga
[01:09.77]Put a swimming pool in the living room
[01:11.47]How I'm living, nigga I ain't swimming, nigga
[01:13.68]Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we winning nigga
[01:19.00]Rock star lifestyle
[01:22.73]Your hoe's going wild
[01:24.68][Verse 2: Meek Mill]
[01:25.62]Saint Laurent shorty and totting that .40, we move through the city like BMF
[01:29.06]Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang , only difference them niggas, they VVS
[01:32.87]I know these niggas gon' change, shit on whoever, whenever they see a check
[01:36.50]If you do not **** with the gang, don't act like you do, when you see us just keep it down
[01:40.88]Swing through your block, bring that sweeper back
[01:42.77]Land on your spot where your peoples at
[01:44.66]Smoke you where ever we see you at
[01:46.49]You don't want no problem so keep at that
[01:48.54]'Fore you get your man murdered
[01:50.24]Hitters in the van lurking
[01:52.18]I put bread on the beef
[01:54.00]Turn it to a hamburger
[01:56.15]Put that paper on the scale, nigga
[01:58.20]Little homies talking big money
[01:59.99]When the wars on you'll tell, nigga
[02:01.83]Put a bag on your main hitta
[02:04.16]When them things hit 'em, that’s an L nigga
[02:07.20]So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale, nigga
[02:09.87]And that’s all I’ma tell niggas, and that's it
[02:12.13][Hook: Young Thug]
[02:12.64]Yeah, yeah
[02:13.72]**** is you talking 'bout? Nigga you offending me
[02:16.66]I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle m
[02:19.92]I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
[02:23.75]Goddamn, I had four hoes one time they was drilling me
[02:27.29]I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
[02:31.88]**** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin
[02:35.34]I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please
[02:39.08]Oxycontin ****ing up my kidneys
[02:42.40][Verse 3: 21 Savage]
[02:43.17]Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa
[02:46.98]I ain't with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa
[02:50.47]Hundred shotters with me, whoa
[02:52.09]VVSs on me, whoa
[02:54.21]VVSs on me, bling
[02:56.01]Badaboom, badabing (21)
[02:58.12]Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit
[03:01.35]Put them blue tips in that cartridge (21)
[03:03.22]We put them drums in them carbines (21)
[03:05.22]We pull up on rappers and spark 'em (21)
[03:06.79]I might take your chain if it sparkle (Facts)
[03:08.87]Street niggas really came from nothing (What?)
[03:10.98]Strip a nigga like Caine cousin (21)
[03:12.85]Kill a bitch then you saying something (What?)
[03:14.75]You was talking, bitch, I was hustling (What?)
[03:16.72]We was shooting, bitch, you was ducking
[03:18.64]You was texting, bitch, I was hustling (21)
[03:20.43]I was betting, bitch, you was bluffing (21)
[03:22.31]Hide and seek, bitch, I was hunching (Facts)
[03:24.31]Car foreign and my gun Russian
[03:26.15]Sneak dissing get a concussion (21, 21)
[03:28.23][Hook: Young Thug]
[03:28.94]Yeah, yeah
[03:30.93]**** is you talking 'bout? Nigga you offending me
[03:33.12]I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle m
[03:37.21]I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
[03:41.18]Goddamn, I have a whole xan one time they was drilling me
[03:44.63]I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
[03:49.43]**** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin
[03:53.07]I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please
[03:56.87]Oxycontin ****ing up my kidneys

作词 : CuBeatz/Young Thug/Meek Mill/OZ/Shane Lee Lindstrom/Shayaa Joseph
作曲 : CuBeatz/Young Thug/Meek Mill/OZ/Shane Lee Lindstrom/Shayaa Joseph
Yeah, yeah
What is you talking bout? Bitch, you offended m
I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle m
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
**** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Oxycontin ****ing kidneys u
Molly, my cup look like bath salt
And I'm too high horsed for asphalt
Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark
They say that I changed, it's the cash fault
Pay everybody like a cash cow
I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR
The Rollie stainless, stainless
We young and rich and we dangerous
I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus, nigga
And the bitch stinking like a chitlin, bitc
Bend the money down like a Philly, nigga
Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas, nigga
The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga
I got benji on me and he cripping, nigga
I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga
Put a swimming pool in the living room
How I'm living, nigga I ain't swimming, nigga
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we winning nigga
Rock star lifestyle
Your hoe's going wild
Saint Laurent shorty and totting that .40, we move through the city like BMF
Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang , only difference them niggas, they VVS
I know these niggas gon' change, shit on whoever, whenever they see a check
If you do not **** with the gang, don't act like you do, when you see us just keep it down
Swing through your block, bring that sweeper back
Land on your spot where your peoples at
Smoke you where ever we see you at
You don't want no problem so keep at that
'Fore you get your man murdered
Hitters in the van lurking
I put bread on the beef
Turn it to a hamburger
Put that paper on the scale, nigga
Little homies talking big money
When the wars on you'll tell, nigga
Put a bag on your main hitta
When them things hit 'em, that’s an L nigga
So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale, nigga
And that’s all I’ma tell niggas, and that's it
Yeah, yeah
**** is you talking 'bout? Nigga you offending me
I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle m
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes one time they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
**** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin
I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please
Oxycontin ****ing up my kidneys
Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa
I ain't with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa
Hundred shotters with me, whoa
VVSs on me, whoa
VVSs on me, bling
Badaboom, badabing (21)
Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit
Put them blue tips in that cartridge (21)
We put them drums in them carbines (21)
We pull up on rappers and spark 'em (21)
I might take your chain if it sparkle (Facts)
Street niggas really came from nothing (What?)
Strip a nigga like Caine cousin (21)
Kill a bitch then you saying something (What?)
You was talking, bitch, I was hustling (What?)
We was shooting, bitch, you was ducking
You was texting, bitch, I was hustling (21)
I was betting, bitch, you was bluffing (21)
Hide and seek, bitch, I was hunching (Facts)
Car foreign and my gun Russian
Sneak dissing get a concussion (21, 21)
Yeah, yeah
**** is you talking 'bout? Nigga you offending me
I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle m
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
Goddamn, I have a whole xan one time they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
**** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin
I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please
Oxycontin ****ing up my kidneys