クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
S Dog
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shamshard Khan
Songwriter
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Tra-Traction's off, I'm smiling
Rear-wheel drive, I'm gliding
Into the bits I'm sliding
Blue lights flash, get smoke then I chip into hiding
[Verse 2]
Traction's off, I'm smiling
Rear-wheel drive, I'm gliding
Into the bits I'm sliding
Blue lights flash, get smoke then I chip into hiding, yo
[Verse 3]
I give smoke to the feds on a daily
Bang it into sport, get the backend crazy
Left foot chiller cah I'm lazy
More time stoned off the cali, no hazey
Weekend, I'm always wavey
Dings don't faze me, they do not pay me
But all of the DJs play me
And all of the BMs rate me
But all of the BDs hate me
But I'm active, I couldn't give a fuck
In the ends I'm known as a crook
Got a kid with a good bitch, kid with a slut
Got booked in toon and a ding tried it
So I rocked his life with a big right hook
Stand on my own two feet, never shook
If I didn't have bad luck, boy, I'd have no luck, yo
[Verse 4]
Traction's off, I'm smiling
Rear-wheel drive, I'm gliding
Into the bits I'm sliding
Blue lights flash, get smoke then we chip into hiding, yo
[Verse 5]
Traction's off, I'm smiling
Rear-wheel drive, I'm gliding
Into the bits I'm sliding
Blue lights flash, get smoke then I chip into hiding, yo
[Verse 6]
Air Max kicks with the matching gloves
Still get bricks of the f with two doves
Still with my white boys, don't give two fucks
Still got twenty-pound shots for the fiends in pubs
But I still got things in my head that I shouldn't
Colour-co' from my head to my toe
That's dough
Twenty-pound shots for ya nose
Or a 3.5 share with ya hoes
And bros got plenty off Os, 28s
Slut hoes get paid and I shut down shows
Try violate, bang it on your toes
I seen men turn snitch like rats
Got caught with the wraps for the cats in flats
Some flat boy's head got grabbed till his BM whacked
I seen men turn snitch like rats
Got caught with the wraps for the kats
[Verse 7]
Traction's off, I'm smiling
Rear-wheel drive, I'm gliding
Into the bits I'm sliding
Blue lights flash, get smoke then we chip into hiding, yo
[Verse 8]
Traction's off, I'm smiling
Rear-wheel drive, I'm gliding
Into the bits I'm sliding
Blue lights flash, get smoke then I chip into hiding, yo
[Verse 9]
Into the bits when I slide in
Blue lights flash and we're hiding
Decamp over the walls and we ducking and diving
Straight through fence, too fucked to be climbing
Light up your strip like lightning
Night out, guarantee all of the boys are fighting
Man are not gangsters, man are all charvas
Rip through estate on a mad one, causing drama
The boys all dingy
Bitches are clingy
I'm on road, yuh zimmie
Man wanna cat my style, but they're never gonna be me
And my buj phone bangs off silly
Couple of my charvas are drilly
Soon in the bank be a millie
Still sideways
Farmer's quad going divvy, yo
[Verse 10]
Boom!
[Verse 11]
Tra-Traction's off, I'm smiling
Rear-wheel drive, I'm gliding
Into the bits I'm sliding
Blue lights flash, get smoke then we chip into hiding, yo
[Verse 12]
Traction's off, I'm smiling
Rear-wheel drive, I'm gliding
Into the bits I'm sliding
Blue lights flash, get smoke then I chip into hiding, yo
Written by: Shamshard Khan