[00:00.00] 作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
[00:00.00][Intro: \$crim ]
[00:25.95](You did good \$lick)
[00:25.95](It's a SMASH!)
[00:25.95]Wetto, Wetto, Wetto
[00:27.48]Wetto, Wetto, Wetto
[00:28.83]Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
[00:31.47][Verse 1: \$crim]
[00:31.95]I got a Glock in my yoga pants
[00:33.72]****ing that b***h in the yoga stand
[00:35.10]Swingin' that K' wit' an open stance
[00:36.78]Loaded from smoking that b***h
[00:38.22]Staining that boy in the clothes he in
[00:39.96]All of my walls, they closing in
[00:41.55]51-50, they tryna come get me
[00:43.02]Just minding my business and moseying
[00:44.76]Matte black, smokin' packs
[00:46.35]Panic attacks, back to back
[00:48.36]Xanax on my lap, debating, should I relapse?
[00:51.06]But back to the hoe I was talkin' bout'
[00:52.80]I just wanna put it up in her mouth
[00:54.36]Pimpin' up in my blood, what's up cuz?
[00:56.31]Stacking that dirty South
[00:57.36]Four letters, two numbers, b***h, Grey59
[01:00.36]Three fingers in the air, main b***h by my side
[01:03.75]\$licky pull up in the quarter mill' and slaughtеr up your daughter
[01:06.72]Yung Jesus with them Forgi wheels don't walk, hе drive on water
[01:10.38]Any time, any place, any hood, any state
[01:13.53]Good 'til it ****in' ain't, woods to the ****in' face
[01:16.77]Ridin' with my baby, sage lines on expensive plates
[01:19.98]Tears on my diamond chains, throw up [?]
[01:23.22]Throw up when I'm spitting game
[01:24.69]Show me how that b***h shaved
[01:26.34]Doses climbin' with my shame
[01:27.99]Momma crying for my pain
[01:29.52]Pray to ever understand, can I even know my debt
[01:32.76]Money ****in' up my fam', giving em' till there's nothing left
[01:36.03]Pulling up in that eight (Damn)
[01:37.53]Choppa stay on me, don't need no hands
[01:39.06]Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friends
[01:40.77]Hope we just **** and I don't catch feelings
[01:42.36]I'm with my cousin and talkin' plans
[01:43.98]Went to my hood and I copped some land
[01:45.57]Thumbin' through money like Democrats
[01:47.07][?]
[01:47.10][Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry ]
[01:48.06]Why the **** you look to me for help?
[01:50.13]There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt
[01:52.56]I'm 31, still don't know how to take care of myself
[01:55.62]Honestly, I'm scared that I might melt
[01:57.93]Leave me all a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
[02:01.17]Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt, Ion' know
[02:05.13]There's a fine line between me and you
[02:08.10]The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and probably puke
[02:11.13]Dodge and juke all the bullshit y'all try and pull me through
[02:14.16]But I'm still shining, baby girl wilin'
[02:17.55]Catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
[02:20.37]Palms start to sweat 'bout the way I'm gripping my nine, yeah
[02:23.82]I'm always on my toes but I'm still the same height
[02:26.37]Standing tall above my grave
[02:28.17]Make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
[02:31.38]Make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
[02:34.74]I can't put them on my wall, that shit just ain't my taste
[02:37.86]It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste!
[02:39.87]Shawty wanna marry me, I said you're better off in debt
[02:43.20]If it didn't work out baby, I'll be real hard to forget
[02:46.35]German whips and private jets, private beaches to access
[02:49.74]**** on me baby, I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
[02:52.86]All about my family that's Grey*59
[02:55.95]Try and be all I can be and I waste my time
[02:59.16]Brink of insanity, I can't make up my mind
[03:02.04]Yeah, I battled my vanity and I think I'm blind
[03:06.21][Outro: \$crim & Ruby da Cherry]
[03:18.39]Four letters, two numbers, b***h, Grey59
[03:21.33]Three fingers in the air
[03:22.74]Three fingers in the air
[03:24.78]Four letters, two numbers, b***h, Grey59
[03:27.30]Three fingers in the air, m-
[03:29.19]Three fingers in the air, main
[03:31.20]All about my family that's Grey*59
[03:34.23]All about my family that's Grey*59
[03:37.56]Try and be all I can be and I waste my ti-ti-ti-time
[03:40.77]Try and be all I can be and I waste my time

作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
(You did good \$lick)
(It's a SMASH!)
Wetto, Wetto, Wetto
Wetto, Wetto, Wetto
Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I got a Glock in my yoga pants
****ing that b***h in the yoga stand
Swingin' that K' wit' an open stance
Loaded from smoking that b***h
Staining that boy in the clothes he in
All of my walls, they closing in
51-50, they tryna come get me
Just minding my business and moseying
Matte black, smokin' packs
Panic attacks, back to back
Xanax on my lap, debating, should I relapse?
But back to the hoe I was talkin' bout'
I just wanna put it up in her mouth
Pimpin' up in my blood, what's up cuz?
Stacking that dirty South
Four letters, two numbers, b***h, Grey59
Three fingers in the air, main b***h by my side
\$licky pull up in the quarter mill' and slaughtеr up your daughter
Yung Jesus with them Forgi wheels don't walk, hе drive on water
Any time, any place, any hood, any state
Good 'til it ****in' ain't, woods to the ****in' face
Ridin' with my baby, sage lines on expensive plates
Tears on my diamond chains, throw up
Throw up when I'm spitting game
Show me how that b***h shaved
Doses climbin' with my shame
Momma crying for my pain
Pray to ever understand, can I even know my debt
Money ****in' up my fam', giving em' till there's nothing left
Pulling up in that eight (Damn)
Choppa stay on me, don't need no hands
Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friends
Hope we just **** and I don't catch feelings
I'm with my cousin and talkin' plans
Went to my hood and I copped some land
Thumbin' through money like Democrats

Why the **** you look to me for help?
There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt
I'm 31, still don't know how to take care of myself
Honestly, I'm scared that I might melt
Leave me all a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt, Ion' know
There's a fine line between me and you
The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and probably puke
Dodge and juke all the bullshit y'all try and pull me through
But I'm still shining, baby girl wilin'
Catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
Palms start to sweat 'bout the way I'm gripping my nine, yeah
I'm always on my toes but I'm still the same height
Standing tall above my grave
Make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved
Make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made
I can't put them on my wall, that shit just ain't my taste
It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste!
Shawty wanna marry me, I said you're better off in debt
If it didn't work out baby, I'll be real hard to forget
German whips and private jets, private beaches to access
**** on me baby, I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
All about my family that's Grey*59
Try and be all I can be and I waste my time
Brink of insanity, I can't make up my mind
Yeah, I battled my vanity and I think I'm blind
Four letters, two numbers, b***h, Grey59
Three fingers in the air
Three fingers in the air
Four letters, two numbers, b***h, Grey59
Three fingers in the air, m-
Three fingers in the air, main
All about my family that's Grey*59
All about my family that's Grey*59
Try and be all I can be and I waste my ti-ti-ti-time
Try and be all I can be and I waste my time