Video Musik
Video Musik
Dari
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angelo Taylor
Songwriter
Armiondo Johnson
Songwriter
Javier Seward
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Angelo Taylor
Producer
Lirik
Ayy, yeah, we in the stu, we in the stu
Uh, we in the stu, we in the stu
****, this ain't nothin' new
Came with the crew, that's Sewski and Blu
We really just touchin' the loot
If you act a fool, we comin' with tools
Ain't givin' a fuck bout the rules
Don't miss when I shoot, gon' give you the boot
You can't fuck with us in the group
Mountain views in my windshield
Put the top down, how the wind feel?
Ballin' on these **** doin' windmills
All my **** eatin' no utensils
When I merge my mind with this pencil
Better dodge the ball like it's Ben Still'
Had a long road and it's been real
Can't nobody fuck with my potential
I'ma king you a pawn, bitch, I'm clean like I'm Dawn
If they sleepin' on me, bout to ring the alarm
Got a bad bitch at home, tell her sing me a song
Tryna stay away from things bringin' me harm
This shit is just a head scratcher
Fuck with me, you'll be dead after
While I'm feastin' on these dead rappers
You in my lane, you a trespasser
We in the stu, we in the stu
**** this ain't nothin' new
Came with the crew, that's Venus and Sew
We really just touchin' the loot
If you act a fool, we comin' with tools
Ain't givin' a fuck bout the rules
Don't miss when I shoot, gon' give you the boot
You can't fuck with us in the group
I been a little off kilter
Spittin' these raps with no filter
These hearses all float, my verses are dope
And I'm sellin' these bricks like a realtor
When I'm in this bitch, it's live
Catch em' all by surprise
Peers know when I arrive, they rhymes
Better be flyin' and in high supply
Unless these **** wanna die
I swear that's my mission
I spit what I'm livin' and kill competition
I'm different, I'm business
So hot that I'm sizzlin', so cold my lines blisterin'
A whole contradiction, don't make sense how I'm rippin'
Give rappers conniptions, blacken the sun and eclipse 'em
Bitches be flockin' in droves because I be lockin' in flows
But Bleezy ain't talkin' to hoes
I'm worried bout where I'm gon' go
On that totem pole
I'm on a roll like I'm engulfed in flames
Pyro on my flesh but I don't feel no pain
I'm Bane, how I rap off the bat
Like I'm snappin' your back, on a feature spit game
And destroy like Drax, when I'm attackin' the easel
Shaq in the paint, bitch, call me Big Diesel
Ayy, we in the stu, we in the stu
****, this ain't nothin' new
Came with the crew, that's Venus and Blu
We really just touchin' the loot
If you act a fool, we comin' with tools
Ain't give a fuck bout the rules
Don't miss with I shoot, gon' give you the boot
You cannot fuck with the group
Feel like I'm Boba
Whippin' around Tatooine
Palace is lookin' too clean
****, the fuck do you mean?
Hit a Jawa with a beam
Me I just move with the team
Pod racin' with a ting, going ghost like I'm Ging
Outer space like I'm Sheen
Coldest shit you ever seen
Yeah, uh, my fit so icy
Girl, so spicy
Spike Lee, this my joint
Please don't point
Tengen, how I'm flashy, uh with my coin
I'm on point like a pen, that's just quill
You get kilt, with this steel
That's for real, how you feel?
Ayy, me I just made it my onus
To stack me some paper and get me a bonus
All of you **** be tellin', I know that you singin
You look like a Jonas
White people look at me crazy, man
I bet they wishin' that they could still own us
I know we makin' them mad, when we get a bag and we get diplomas
Yeah, We in the stu, we in the stu
****, this ain't nothin' new
Came with the crew, that's Sewski and Blu
We really just touchin' the loot
If you act a fool, we comin' with tools
Ain't givin' a fuck bout the rules
Don't miss when I shoot, gon' give you the boot
You can't fuck with us in the group
Written by: Angelo Taylor, Armiondo Johnson, Javier Seward