euphoria - Che/Specxfic.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : che s romani
[00:00.341] 作曲 : che s romani
[00:00.683]I can't say too much, 'cause my niggas
[00:01.685]They be makin' noise (Oh yeah)
[00:02.932]Watch how I jump out the bed with a Glock-19 like it's BO4 (BO4)
[00:05.939]Play her like strings, I ain't talkin' guitar
[00:07.179]You on Earth but I'm somewhere on Mars (Somewhere on Mars)
[00:08.687]You might see me and che up in charts
[00:10.181]Ain't nothin', but I'm goddamn sure
[00:11.680]Can't **** with no goddamn whore, you know
[00:13.687]Give me that ball, I'ma score, you know
[00:15.172]It's 4ersona, I'm throwin' up four, you know
[00:16.682]I'ma shoot out the Rue like Euphoria
[00:18.182]And I did it again, thought I ****ed on your friend
[00:19.684]Bitch, you don't even know how the story go
[00:21.181]And it's like little Spec, he don't run out of drink
[00:22.677]So I told that lil' nigga to pour me up
[00:24.188]I-I-o-oh, uh, I got a Glock like it's BO3
[00:26.935]This is 4ersona, you not on my team
[00:28.811]I got a Glock and it came with a beam, green
[00:30.071]He ain't even on my team
[00:31.564]He ain't even try to win, I said it again
[00:33.063]I had to cut off some friends
[00:34.813]Demon in my phone talkin' 'bout a plan (No, yeah)
[00:37.566]Yeah, feel like Duwap Kaine
[00:39.327]He tryna run, but no, he can't (Yeah, yeah)
[00:40.574]I'm stuck in a box in ways (Bee)
[00:42.313]I'm stuck and I'm lost, some ways (Bee)
[00:43.812]My bitch, she mad she lost some weight
[00:45.320]He want a feat, it's gon' cost some weight
[00:46.818]Jump in the sauce and I lost him, wait
[00:48.561]Hop out, we goin' like all the way
[00:49.828]Bitch, I'ma ball, Penny Hardaway
[00:51.311]She made me throw all my heart away
[00:52.826]I had to go through the harder days
[00:54.322]I got a pole, say he part of me
[00:55.825]I'm a real nigga, it's part of me
[00:57.325]Got Number (N)ine with the Prada jeans
[00:59.068]He saw my check then I started s-s—
[01:00.819]Tell that nigga, "We is not the same"
[01:02.063]Me, che, and Kash going all the way
[01:03.567]Told that baby, "I'm one call on the way"
[01:04.828]Niggas be sleepin', I'm quite awake
[01:06.568]Bipolar, I told her "I'm lyin', I think"
[01:08.066]Bitch, I'm wearing Mink, and Prada my jeans
[01:09.564]Told her "Bless me up" like a nigga done sneezed
[01:11.061]She **** with the gang 'cause we buzzin' like bees
[01:12.570]And most of these niggas, they not on my rank
[01:14.073]Bottega, it's pink, she wet like a sink
[01:15.566]Get put on a tee, like give me your ring
[01:17.066]I got a lil' broad and she Vietnamese
[01:18.572]That bitch a toosie, like I'm a disease
[01:20.085]I hop right on Grailed just to cop me a piece
[01:21.569]And my nigga hungry, I told him to feast
[01:23.066]Get shot in the lung, he can't even breathe (Squeeze)
[01:25.537]And you know it don't please her
[01:27.282]Bape on me, please don't touch my jacket or my t-shirt (Damn)
[01:30.531]I hear most these laughing niggas, it's funny I don't need them (Damn)
[01:33.537]Trackhawk way too fast, I was like, "No, I didn't see them" (Damn)
[01:36.517]All over on my (Tee, yeah), most of these niggas, they can't see me
[01:39.280]With Spec, I feel like—, 'cause these niggas wanna be me
[01:42.290]And my bitch a Barbie like she came from Ganja
[01:44.020]He want a feature, nigga, we gon' fine him (Ooh)
[01:45.526]Lil' bitch on me got designer
[01:47.027]And I been servin' all these niggas like diners
[01:48.521]With a chop' on me
[01:50.033]I made a milly, don't rock on me
[01:51.286]I got like two, no 'Pac on me
[01:52.789]And I can't name a nigga that's stoppin' me
[01:54.770]And she wanna **** ('Kay), flock on me
[01:56.279]I been on top, now that that lil' bitch, she toppin' me
[01:57.531]Lil' bitch I made it, don't **** with no flopperies
[01:59.017]I just might catch me a body, that Glock on me
[02:00.531]They call me the bandman
[02:02.037]Me and che got bands, man (Yeah-yeah)
[02:03.539]They don't understand, man
[02:05.019]I'm too hot, no fan-fan
[02:06.530]I got the drank like Kankan
[02:08.026]My bitch she bad, and she slammin' like Pam, Pam (Pam)
[02:09.275]Bitch, I'ma shoot out the roof when I point it like Xanman
[02:11.268]My tint is dark, like it came with a tan, man (Tan, man)
[02:12.780]I said "Just give me one chance"
[02:14.017]Put him right in a trance
[02:15.526]Slime in the room, all red
[02:17.025]I can't **** with a fan
[02:18.534]Three on his head like Chance
[02:20.021]He'll slide wit' yo' mans
[02:21.521]I promise it really depends
[02:23.030]Slide with a MAC, won't last
[02:24.782]We can't have no truce, no
[02:26.025]We might shoot on mute (Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
[02:27.786]Wrist hurt when I shoot (Wrist hurt when I shoot)
[02:29.017]Ricks look like a boot (Ricks look like a boot)
[02:30.526]I can't even choose, huh (Damn)
[02:32.270]​Che just got a .38 (Damn)
[02:33.782]Might aim at your medulla (Damn)
[02:35.280]Told her I ain't knew her (Damn)
[02:36.774]Choppa got yellow-green beam, like Jamaica
[02:39.779]Bitch, I'm a god, man, I feel like the savior
[02:41.267]And I go to Balenci' to get that shit tailored
[02:42.784]"Romani, Spec, what the **** is you sayin'?"
[02:44.275]I get you gone for a band and a band
[02:45.772]Don't **** with nigga like Ku Klux Klan
[02:47.278]Give a **** what you sayin', I'm smokin' his pack, gang