[00:00.00] 作词 : Durk Banks/Dwan Avery/Mario Martínez/Markeyvius Cathey
[00:00.01] 作曲 : Dwan Avery/Mario Martínez/Durk Banks/Markeyvius Cathey
[00:00.02]DY Krazy
[00:01.68]Yeah
[00:02.75]Turn it up some
[00:09.26]Damn, damn, damn, damn, yeah
[00:11.59]Why you not buying no pints no more?
[00:13.00]Shootouts, we don't fight no more
[00:14.34]Why you not rocking your ice no more?
[00:15.81]I don't wear my clothes twice no more
[00:17.30]Why you don't carry your pipe no more?
[00:18.83]She say I don't **** her twice no more
[00:20.26]Why you don't **** up them racks no more?
[00:21.78]Why you not copping them pounds no more?
[00:23.33]I don't even think about dying no more
[00:24.87]Why that chain don't shine no more?
[00:26.30]Why you don't be with the fam no more?
[00:27.77]Why you niggas don't slide no more?
[00:29.33]Me and the streets compatible
[00:30.80]AP flooded radical
[00:32.29]Gucci, Chanel, I buy the two
[00:33.84]Don't sip green 'cause that won't do
[00:35.39]Woo, woo, tired of you
[00:36.83]Woo, woo, Bentley coupe
[00:38.28]Woo, woo, taxin' you
[00:39.79]Woo, woo, lie to who?
[00:41.34]Groupies
[00:42.14]Killers turned to groupies
[00:43.59]Robbers turned to groupies
[00:44.98]All this shit is goofy
[00:46.49]This shit like a movie (Yeah)
[00:48.20]Mikey, Ikey shoot 'em (Boom)
[00:49.53]Yeah, I know niggas tooted, ooted
[00:52.72]I don't know how you could do it, ooh (Yeah)
[00:56.47]You play with me, you disappear, poof
[00:59.01]These Perkies got me skinny
[01:01.53]Every day niggas dyin' like Kenny
[01:02.98]Self-park when I park that Bentley
[01:04.47]Killers like Santa Claus, come through your chimney
[01:05.98]**** from the back and I pull on your Remy, yeah
[01:08.62]Kicked her out like, "Lord, forgive me"
[01:10.33]Woo, woo, woo, woo
[01:14.57]Woo, woo, woo, woo
[01:17.62]Woo, woo, woo, woo
[01:20.55]Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yeah)
[01:23.65]Woo, quarter million dollar coupe
[01:26.08]Woo, yeah, I just lost the roof, uh
[01:29.67]Woo, nigga, I like my money blue
[01:32.36]Woo, ballin' like I go to Duke, uh, shoot
[01:36.04]Nigga, I'm straight for Memphis
[01:37.26]I keep extensions with me
[01:38.61]These hoes, they ain't worth a penny
[01:39.96]But we still pimpin' bitches
[01:41.47]Cashed out, bitches, my shit ain't rented
[01:43.02]I'm sliding foreign tinted
[01:44.36]With a couple killers in it
[01:45.86]We four deep, ain't too many
[01:47.51]Yeah, bitches, you know the business
[01:49.08]We on the road to riches
[01:50.56]Yeah, bitches, you know the business
[01:52.13]We gettin' a lot of digits (Racks)
[01:53.67]Young ***** with plenty (Woo)
[01:55.18]Money and ammunition
[01:56.52]New baguettes with no pendant
[01:57.93]Every chain cost a fifty (Woo)
[01:59.83]Woo, woo, woo, woo
[02:02.21]Woo, woo, woo, woo
[02:03.51]Woo, woo, woo, woo
[02:06.31]Woo, woo, woo, woo
[02:09.31]Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yeah)

作词 : Durk Banks/Dwan Avery/Mario Martínez/Markeyvius Cathey
作曲 : Dwan Avery/Mario Martínez/Durk Banks/Markeyvius Cathey
DY Krazy
Yeah
Turn it up some
Damn, damn, damn, damn, yeah
Why you not buying no pints no more?
Shootouts, we don't fight no more
Why you not rocking your ice no more?
I don't wear my clothes twice no more
Why you don't carry your pipe no more?
She say I don't **** her twice no more
Why you don't **** up them racks no more?
Why you not copping them pounds no more?
I don't even think about dying no more
Why that chain don't shine no more?
Why you don't be with the fam no more?
Why you niggas don't slide no more?
Me and the streets compatible
AP flooded radical
Gucci, Chanel, I buy the two
Don't sip green 'cause that won't do
Woo, woo, tired of you
Woo, woo, Bentley coupe
Woo, woo, taxin' you
Woo, woo, lie to who?
Groupies
Killers turned to groupies
Robbers turned to groupies
All this shit is goofy
This shit like a movie (Yeah)
Mikey, Ikey shoot 'em (Boom)
Yeah, I know niggas tooted, ooted
I don't know how you could do it, ooh (Yeah)
You play with me, you disappear, poof
These Perkies got me skinny
Every day niggas dyin' like Kenny
Self-park when I park that Bentley
Killers like Santa Claus, come through your chimney
**** from the back and I pull on your Remy, yeah
Kicked her out like, "Lord, forgive me"
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yeah)
Woo, quarter million dollar coupe
Woo, yeah, I just lost the roof, uh
Woo, nigga, I like my money blue
Woo, ballin' like I go to Duke, uh, shoot
Nigga, I'm straight for Memphis
I keep extensions with me
These hoes, they ain't worth a penny
But we still pimpin' bitches
Cashed out, bitches, my shit ain't rented
I'm sliding foreign tinted
With a couple killers in it
We four deep, ain't too many
Yeah, bitches, you know the business
We on the road to riches
Yeah, bitches, you know the business
We gettin' a lot of digits (Racks)
Young ***** with plenty (Woo)
Money and ammunition
New baguettes with no pendant
Every chain cost a fifty (Woo)
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yeah)