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クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stunna 4 Vegas
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalick Caldwell
Composer
Roney Williams Jr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stxnk
Producer
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Mixing Engineer
Weston Mc Knight
Recording Engineer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
A **** cross that line, it's gun smoke
Bitch, we bust pole, cut throat
We deliver beef right to your front door
Might get to tweakin' in this bitch
We make the people call the po po
I'm tryna t-shirt me some shit
We turn a opp into a logo
Gun on my right hip for if shit go wrong
[Verse 2]
He cross that line, I'm bussin'
I still be on that fuck shit, every **** with me clutchin'
Bitch, get down
We won't do no fussin'
Dirty stick, clip hold a hunnid
I give her dick and keep her comin'
He say it's up, we put him under
Extension clips, I got a bundle
Won't go for shit, go ask my mama
We spin back to back like DJ Drama
Mag on the Drac' shaped like a comma
Forgot to mention, I got commas
He want a verse, then send a wire
He can get him whacked, I can get him hired
New opp pack, I'm gettin' higher
New Glock 10, I'm tryna use it
Big F and N, tip full of blue tips
Catch him down bad, he a news clip
I get him popped for them blue strips
They tryna go live and get into it
I'm tryna slide and give it to him
[Verse 3]
A **** cross that line, it's gun smoke
Bitch, we bust pole, cut throat
We deliver beef right to your front door
Might get to tweakin' in this bitch
We make the people call the po po
I'm tryna t-shirt me some shit
We turn a opp into a logo
Gun on my right hip for if shit go wrong
[Verse 4]
He cross that line, we slingin' iron
I keep it tucked, I'm bangin' mine
We put him up like in the sky
His dick in the dirt like dandelion
Try your luck, play with me
Get bucked, I stand on every line
We let off rounds and still get off them pounds
Just like exercise
I keep a rod, ain't goin' fishin'
I'm worldwide, opps gotta listen
Walk down on the spot, Jehovah Witness
I send a blitz, won't send a mention
Throw back a perc', I go to itchin'
G23, the clip extended
We kill the beef and clear the business
Gang, bitch
[Verse 5]
A **** cross that line, it's gun smoke
Bitch, we bust pole, cut throat
We deliver beef right to your front door
Might get to tweakin' in this bitch
We make the people call the po po
I'm tryna t-shirt me some shit
We turn a opp into a logo
Gun on my right hip for if shit go wrong
Written by: Khalick Caldwell, Roney Williams Jr