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[00:00.000] 作词 : jcorey king
[00:01.000] 作曲 : jcorey king
[00:03.082](Woo, jump out)
[00:05.821](Woo, bitch, jump out)
[00:07.343]No, I never hate on no man
[00:09.023]I stay down, I stick to the plan
[00:10.891]These checks, I go fvck 'em up
[00:12.895]Decarnin my mind, my waistband
[00:14.630]That lil boy done ran out of luck
[00:16.348]I’m locked in, can’t do no more playing
[00:18.314]And that trip on my hip, got it tucked
[00:20.116]And my shoota gon' shoot, Pakistan
[00:21.979]And my shoota maneuver them bands
[00:23.831]This lil Ruger gon' take down ya man
[00:25.564]Know its shootas, we ride like a clan
[00:27.612]Shoot bazooka, we slide in a van
[00:29.397]I’m gon' boot up, got drank in my hand
[00:31.362]Lace them boots up, don’t play in the sand
[00:33.196]And she rollin' off Molly, she geeked
[00:35.031]She a freak, she suck dick with no hands
[00:36.862]I can’t give these lil niggas no dap
[00:38.714]When I see 'em them niggas get slapped
[00:40.529]I ride with my fye on my lap
[00:42.464]And the shit that you poppin' it’s cap
[00:44.245]Oh you say you gon' do some to me?
[00:46.211]They never go further than rap
[00:47.995]These niggas talk tough in a tweet
[00:49.961]They never go further than apps
[00:51.777]My young nigga beat down the trap
[00:53.650]That’s my phønk, you can tell how we dap
[00:55.477]I feel like a Tycoon
[00:56.994]I feel like the biggest, the richest, no bap
[00:59.410]I’m geeked on the damn shrooms
[01:01.061]That lil psychedelic got me off the map
[01:03.027]I cap on Pro Tools
[01:04.593]I catch him in person and I’m like “What’s happenin'?”
[01:06.660]On a pasture, that boy like some lambs
[01:08.343]In L.A. and it’s late, I’m a vamp
[01:10.426]On the road, I’mma get me some checks
[01:12.242]I might run that shit up 'til I cramp
[01:14.060]No, I never hate on no man
[01:15.964]I stay down, I stick to the plan
[01:17.825]These checks, I go fvck 'em up
[01:19.637]Decarnin my mind, my waistband
[01:21.558]That lil boy done ran out of luck
[01:23.359]I’m locked in, can’t do no more playing
[01:25.177]And that trip on my hip, got it tucked
[01:27.110]And my shoota gon' shoot, Pakistan
[01:28.925]And my shoota maneuver them bands
[01:30.825]This lil Ruger gon' take down ya man
[01:32.758]Know its shootas, we ride like a clan
[01:34.557]Shoot bazooka, we slide in a van
[01:36.474]I’m gon' boot up, got drank in my hand
[01:38.283]Lace them boots up, don’t play in the sand
[01:40.191]And she rollin' off Molly, she geeked
[01:42.209]She a freak, she suck dick with no hands

文本歌词

作词 : jcorey king
作曲 : jcorey king
(Woo, jump out)
(Woo, bitch, jump out)
No, I never hate on no man
I stay down, I stick to the plan
These checks, I go fvck 'em up
Decarnin my mind, my waistband
That lil boy done ran out of luck
I’m locked in, can’t do no more playing
And that trip on my hip, got it tucked
And my shoota gon' shoot, Pakistan
And my shoota maneuver them bands
This lil Ruger gon' take down ya man
Know its shootas, we ride like a clan
Shoot bazooka, we slide in a van
I’m gon' boot up, got drank in my hand
Lace them boots up, don’t play in the sand
And she rollin' off Molly, she geeked
She a freak, she suck dick with no hands
I can’t give these lil niggas no dap
When I see 'em them niggas get slapped
I ride with my fye on my lap
And the shit that you poppin' it’s cap
Oh you say you gon' do some to me?
They never go further than rap
These niggas talk tough in a tweet
They never go further than apps
My young nigga beat down the trap
That’s my phønk, you can tell how we dap
I feel like a Tycoon
I feel like the biggest, the richest, no bap
I’m geeked on the damn shrooms
That lil psychedelic got me off the map
I cap on Pro Tools
I catch him in person and I’m like “What’s happenin'?”
On a pasture, that boy like some lambs
In L.A. and it’s late, I’m a vamp
On the road, I’mma get me some checks
I might run that shit up 'til I cramp
No, I never hate on no man
I stay down, I stick to the plan
These checks, I go fvck 'em up
Decarnin my mind, my waistband
That lil boy done ran out of luck
I’m locked in, can’t do no more playing
And that trip on my hip, got it tucked
And my shoota gon' shoot, Pakistan
And my shoota maneuver them bands
This lil Ruger gon' take down ya man
Know its shootas, we ride like a clan
Shoot bazooka, we slide in a van
I’m gon' boot up, got drank in my hand
Lace them boots up, don’t play in the sand
And she rollin' off Molly, she geeked
She a freak, she suck dick with no hands