Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thr33 K
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keonta Denson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thr33 K
Engineer
Lirik
Back on my bully I double parked
The dually in the parking lot
Like Wembanyama bitch I'm balling
It wan nun to beat the block
Twin upgraded to SRT
Now it ain't nun to beat the cops
I'm from the 4 where everybody knows
You gotta keep a glock
And Sticks too
Whip the Hellcat like a drunk driver
I ride round with a 100 shots
Almost gave valet my red key
Told him park in my favorite spot
Got my jeans custom tailored
So I can stuff a couple knots
I ain't got no patience i'm in a Tesla
Smoking in a charging spot
In the field like Major Payne
My boots laced to the tip-top
Need a caution sign when I walk through
I left a trail of drip drops
Could go Pop Star, Rock Star, Block Star
And beat the block
We all got highs and lows
Ima beat the odds and see the top
I get higher when I feel low
Lets see how high I can go
The highest in the room
My shades so dark you wouldn't even know
Sw4t baby i'm in the middle of the club
Throwing up 4s
They turned the lights off in the party
Told em watch my diamonds glow
First watch I get i'm going plain jane
And come back in the trenches
Getting off of the same train
To let these **** know
We ain't near in the same lane
Had to chop it up with my son
Let him know he can't gang bang
Had to chop it up with my girl
Let her know she can't claim lames
They catching them damn stains
They snatching your damn chain
Door locking your damn car
And they riding in their own lane
For a couple thousand
These **** coming to smack your brain
Arm out the window
He was riding in his rental
Get out the car what it's hitting for
Had to go and walk him down
Since the money what we into
Couple dollars cross his mental
He was a monkey in that middle
Kinda crazy to write that riddle..SET
In the field like Major Payne
My boots laced to the tip-top
Need a caution sign when I walk through
I left a trail of drip drops
Could go Pop Star, Rock Star, Block Star
And beat the block
We all got highs and lows
Ima beat the odds and see the top
I get higher when I feel low
Lets see how high I can go
The highest in the room
My shades so dark you wouldn't even know
Sw4t baby i'm in the middle of the club
Throwing up 4s
They turned the lights off in the party
Told em watch my diamonds glow
I beat the block in some Ricks
Like the block owed me
You can turn the lights off
My diamonds still glowing
The type of bitches that I fuck
Aye they don't fuck with brokeys
And I done been through shit
A make a **** cry a ocean
Gotta lace my boots up
Every time i'm in that field
It's a cold world
I still ain't caught a chill
I tote big Glocks
Cause it's kill or be killed
And ain bluffing like Curtis
Everything steel
And I kick pimp shit
Just like Goldie
Chrome heart shades
Behind em yeah my eyes loaded
I pull up lift kit
I pop it and they note it
Fucking vibes staying fly
I do that for promotion
In the field like Major Payne
My boots laced to the tip-top
Could go Pop Star, Rock Star, Block Star
And beat the block
Written by: Keonta Denson
