[00:00.000] 作词 : Destin Route/Nuri Saberin/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Tate Farris/John Welch/Gabriel Guerra/Charles Singleton/Eddie Snyder
[00:00.452] 作曲 : Destin Route/Nuri Saberin/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Tate Farris/John Welch/Gabriel Guerra/Charles Singleton/Eddie Snyder
[00:00.905]I know I can't afford to stop for one moment
[00:08.911]That it's too soon, too far
[00:12.541]
[00:12.672]Push the ****ing pack off on the porch or break a pound dow
[00:15.905]Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
[00:18.974]P***ycat on my lap, push it back and go to town dow
[00:22.160]Putting rap on my back and I'm black and snatching crowns
[00:24.944]
[00:25.073]I done came back around like a nigga selling crack in pounds
[00:27.845]I got a bag now but it's nothing to brag 'bout
[00:30.049]Gun blasting the background, I'm a black man with the blood hounds
[00:33.332]Mac 10 making love sounds, to a bad chick, she from uptown,
[00:36.210]I'm from down south, not a loudmouth, we can **** aroun
[00:38.622]Hit the music, baby, cut it down
[00:40.124]Hit a doobie while you do me indubitably, I feel like I'ma bust now
[00:43.373]I feel like a bust down when I shine bright, blind niggas is up now
[00:46.547]In the cut, big black truck, pack sacked up, you can pick it up now, nigga, **** it, ok
[00:50.427]
[00:50.597]Push the ****ing pack off on the porch or break a pound dow
[00:53.691]Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
[00:56.816]P***ycat on my lap, push it back and go to town dow
[00:59.997]Putting rap on my back and I'm black and snatching crowns
[01:03.500]
[01:04.039]I know I can't afford to stop for one moment
[01:12.113]That it's too soon, too far
[01:15.707]
[01:15.856]Me and my money attached emotionally
[01:17.551]I get to clutching if you get too close to me
[01:19.052]I'm at the top where I'm posed to be
[01:20.430]Jumped in the game, niggas act like they coaching me
[01:22.366]Four hundred racks ain't shit but a show to me
[01:23.765]I'm on the road and I bet that your hoe with me
[01:25.417]When I'm in traffic it's always a pole wit me
[01:26.994]Pillsbury man, I keep dough on me
[01:29.057]Hit from the back, she giving me slurp and I ain't even pull my pants down
[01:32.042]Jump in the box and slide to the other side, it's always a man down
[01:35.150]Drive down, hands in the air, nigga make one move, get gunned down
[01:38.225]Giving out smoke so long they don't even wanna talk no more, it just run out
[01:41.288]No locked doors, I serve with a chop
[01:42.739]B***h got spent, she was hanging with an op
[01:44.225]We call him Mickey, he talk to the cops
[01:45.845]I was on panda gas in the sock
[01:47.405]Back in the day, I invest in the block
[01:48.992]Fast forward, now I'm investing in stocks
[01:50.569]I put a drum on the Heckler and Koch
[01:52.142]Don't play 'cause I'm very invested in shots
[01:53.746]
[01:53.892]Push the ****ing pack off on the porch or break a pound dow
[01:56.861]Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
[01:59.931]P***ycat on my lap, push it back and go to town dow
[02:03.134]Putting rap on my back and I'm black and snatching crowns
[02:05.519]
[02:05.669]Pu-pu-p***y cat in his face 'cause he sta
[02:09.339]And I took it bad, now he sayin' he shakin' and he shiverin'
[02:12.632]Like the way it taste and he ain't ate it in a minute
[02:15.832]They call me Young Baby but I still got hella-
[02:18.743]
[02:18.900]Talk shit, run that mother****ing crown, you fuc
[02:22.053]You mother****ing bitc
[02:23.782]Uh, shit
[02:26.105]
[02:26.255]Sorry in advance for my bros
[02:28.003]They'll whip a nigga ass, what you whippin' up? (Woah)
[02:30.507]JID in the bag, if you lookin' for that shit
[02:32.805]Niggas got it in the bag, 'cause we trappin' on the low
[02:35.067]And I'm the shit with the flow
[02:37.552]Give me a joke, heard the nigga say you the next? No, no, no
[02:41.203]I'm the best, tell them mother****ers stop the mother****ing pres
[02:43.552]Press stop, **** a top five lis
[02:45.201]Get in they vest, he get lopsided
[02:46.991]**** the cops, we was runnin' from Rottweiler
[02:49.227]Must of my partners ain't have papas, just a pop condom
[02:51.762]Couple kids with Alzheimers, forty on his side
[02:54.551]Boy you Mike Alstat, he on the block violent
[02:56.587]Rob niggas in the hood and then swap genres
[02:58.945]Green light, line a nigga up, stop sign him
[03:01.478]Keep drivin', you will not find him
[03:03.386]I'm a, I'm a, I'm an anomaly, I turned into rap ironically
[03:07.796]And ran the backup back up, niggas is onto me
[03:10.420]Niggas should honor me
[03:11.552]If you think that I'm an wannabe it's pretty comedy
[03:13.879]I'm melancholy and cool, so calmly bustin' moves
[03:16.372]My truths carry velocity
[03:17.593]Same posse since ****ing clar
[03:20.673]Treat the rap like I'm pushin' rock
[03:22.241]On the stove with the Pyrex pot
[03:23.962]The shit stay locked, it don't say knoc
[03:25.981]We on they block, we on they block
[03:27.571]It's monopoly games we steal they properties
[03:30.143]Smooth talkin' and moonwalkin'
[03:31.761]Insane lil' nigga small pump with a pool shaw
[03:34.193]Got aim, big stick, knock chalk off cue b***h, bang this shi
[03:37.321]
[03:37.495]Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

作词 : Destin Route/Nuri Saberin/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Tate Farris/John Welch/Gabriel Guerra/Charles Singleton/Eddie Snyder
作曲 : Destin Route/Nuri Saberin/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Tate Farris/John Welch/Gabriel Guerra/Charles Singleton/Eddie Snyder
I know I can't afford to stop for one moment
That it's too soon, too far
Push the ****ing pack off on the porch or break a pound dow
Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
P***ycat on my lap, push it back and go to town dow
Putting rap on my back and I'm black and snatching crowns
I done came back around like a nigga selling crack in pounds
I got a bag now but it's nothing to brag 'bout
Gun blasting the background, I'm a black man with the blood hounds
Mac 10 making love sounds, to a bad chick, she from uptown,
I'm from down south, not a loudmouth, we can **** aroun
Hit the music, baby, cut it down
Hit a doobie while you do me indubitably, I feel like I'ma bust now
I feel like a bust down when I shine bright, blind niggas is up now
In the cut, big black truck, pack sacked up, you can pick it up now, nigga, **** it, ok
Push the ****ing pack off on the porch or break a pound dow
Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
P***ycat on my lap, push it back and go to town dow
Putting rap on my back and I'm black and snatching crowns
I know I can't afford to stop for one moment
That it's too soon, too far
Me and my money attached emotionally
I get to clutching if you get too close to me
I'm at the top where I'm posed to be
Jumped in the game, niggas act like they coaching me
Four hundred racks ain't shit but a show to me
I'm on the road and I bet that your hoe with me
When I'm in traffic it's always a pole wit me
Pillsbury man, I keep dough on me
Hit from the back, she giving me slurp and I ain't even pull my pants down
Jump in the box and slide to the other side, it's always a man down
Drive down, hands in the air, nigga make one move, get gunned down
Giving out smoke so long they don't even wanna talk no more, it just run out
No locked doors, I serve with a chop
B***h got spent, she was hanging with an op
We call him Mickey, he talk to the cops
I was on panda gas in the sock
Back in the day, I invest in the block
Fast forward, now I'm investing in stocks
I put a drum on the Heckler and Koch
Don't play 'cause I'm very invested in shots
Push the ****ing pack off on the porch or break a pound dow
Get the scrap if it happen to blow, it make surround sounds
P***ycat on my lap, push it back and go to town dow
Putting rap on my back and I'm black and snatching crowns
Pu-pu-p***y cat in his face 'cause he sta
And I took it bad, now he sayin' he shakin' and he shiverin'
Like the way it taste and he ain't ate it in a minute
They call me Young Baby but I still got hella-
Talk shit, run that mother****ing crown, you fuc
You mother****ing bitc
Uh, shit
Sorry in advance for my bros
They'll whip a nigga ass, what you whippin' up? (Woah)
JID in the bag, if you lookin' for that shit
Niggas got it in the bag, 'cause we trappin' on the low
And I'm the shit with the flow
Give me a joke, heard the nigga say you the next? No, no, no
I'm the best, tell them mother****ers stop the mother****ing pres
Press stop, **** a top five lis
Get in they vest, he get lopsided
**** the cops, we was runnin' from Rottweiler
Must of my partners ain't have papas, just a pop condom
Couple kids with Alzheimers, forty on his side
Boy you Mike Alstat, he on the block violent
Rob niggas in the hood and then swap genres
Green light, line a nigga up, stop sign him
Keep drivin', you will not find him
I'm a, I'm a, I'm an anomaly, I turned into rap ironically
And ran the backup back up, niggas is onto me
Niggas should honor me
If you think that I'm an wannabe it's pretty comedy
I'm melancholy and cool, so calmly bustin' moves
My truths carry velocity
Same posse since ****ing clar
Treat the rap like I'm pushin' rock
On the stove with the Pyrex pot
The shit stay locked, it don't say knoc
We on they block, we on they block
It's monopoly games we steal they properties
Smooth talkin' and moonwalkin'
Insane lil' nigga small pump with a pool shaw
Got aim, big stick, knock chalk off cue b***h, bang this shi
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang