ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ScHoolboy Q
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quincy Hanley
Composer
D. Perkins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tae Beast
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Blank Face, Tre 8, kill everybody, fuck an AK
Sell narcotics and step my dollars up to Bill Gates
Push all limits, you lookin' timid, need to back off
Punk ass cops, them crackers want us with our black off
Thug life ****, since '96, I wanted to gang bang
Few years later I'm really from it, we were still kids
Crack off, ****, I'm squeezin' empty till the shell break
Fuck my image, I need to drop, I need to, Blank Face
Cause brain damage from my mechanics
Keepin' two ways
Sell narcotics, I'm slangin' diamonds with your pack then
Stack large commas, you with your riders with your backbone
Can't fold figures, I make deposits with the gold grin
Jeans look dirty, I lift the Chevy with the rims on
All bad bitches, they wanna fuck me with the cap gone
Real life ****, I'm in the stu' till all the weed blown
Wait long, long, I hid the dope behind the cellphone
Y'all don't hear me, I want the money right, uh
Groovy Tony, no face killer, I see the money right, uh
[Verse 2]
Blank Face, clear everything out the safe
Crack the pig bank, robbin' your kids too
My heart an igloo, the devil in all blue, huh
Die now, go to heaven or bring 'em through
Lot of brown round here, got that white girl for you
Uh, and she swimmin' in fire water, could be double digits
Pistol through your Civic
Most die before they hear it, turn a **** to a spirit
Drive slow, oh, hey
Hit the curb with shattered mirrors
Look around, now you're hell bound, boogie down
Bullshit I won't allow, slang a bird every hour
Smack a **** with the heat
Contradictin', now you peace
Leave you triple six layin' in defeat
Can you dig it?
Struck a match, they won't finish
Drop a **** off, get a **** whipped
Squeezin' fingertips, ay
[Verse 3]
Blank Face, Tre 8, kill everybody, fuck an AK
Sell narcotics and step my dollars up to Bill Gates
Push all limits, you lookin' timid, need to back off
Punk ass cops, them crackers want us with our black off
Thug life ****, since '96, I wanted to gang bang
Few years later I'm really from it, we were still kids
Crack off, ****, I'm squeezin' empty till the shell break
Fuck my image, I need to drop, I need to, Blank Face
Cause brain damage from my mechanics
Keepin' two ways
Sell narcotics, I'm slangin' diamonds with your pack then
Stack large commas, you with your riders with your backbone
Can't fold figures, I make deposits with the gold grin
Jeans look dirty, I lift the Chevy with the rims on
All bad bitches, they wanna fuck me with the cap gone
Real life ****, I'm in the stu' till all the weed blown
Wait long, long, I hid the dope behind the cellphone
Y'all don't hear me, I want the money right, uh
Groovy Tony, no face killer, I see the money right, uh
Blank Face
Written by: D. Perkins, Donté Perkins (Tae Beast), Quincy Hanley