クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Christopher Udeh
Songwriter
Isaiah Onyedika Udeh
Songwriter
歌詞
Skr Skr let's get it (Grrt)
lasgidi turn up (Drrl drrl)
Haha ah yeah
Snow and ice you froze
Snow and ice you froze
Uber that babe my ****
Uber that babe my gee ah yeah
I got new AP for 96, now we balling like it's a dream
I ain't got shady shades on my league, so we gangster like a negro
WildBoy hit me up on IG, now I gat to pull up swerving a Benz
Run the town like we ain't no friends
What's tends? fault friends
No pennies no love
Pretends, who cares?
No one cares, no ones there
Jump around still you got no fence
Posed to bag it but you ain't got no bag
Louis, Channel, Tommy hill, Fendi yeah
I'm bougie now Gucci top rocking on me now, ye-yeah
Pull a blicky on the music now you going skrrrr
I keep it peaceful, ****'s humble so we've gotta prove
I do no capping full time rapping money coming new
Afflicted gang on God so don't shoot the moon
I made new racks today
I aim the bag, I got the stacks so I gotta flex today
AP buss down, we praise God we not living in broken lanes
New Jacket eh yo on my body
Cartier yo looking merchy
I'm a negro from the trenches
For the Grammy's can do anything
Every body tryna be it
Will be in a moment we put out work for it like a genius
On a mission you can't stop me
And my diamond looking icey
We stay nikey fucking pricey
Please don't price me you get dicey
For some reason no one like you and for their reason they gon bite you
For no reason every season we caught **** doing treason
He's gon fight for you, he's gon die for you wait a minute he just lied to you
He came by for you? he run miles for you?
All legit who's gon' cry for who?
Man everyone's crying their cry ****
So you better know what you doing
Use your 96 **** Drella Boy
Be nice as a ****
Gat to run up a mill my **** I did it myself I did it with no sleep
We up for the money if not for the money that **** gon treat you like nothing
Now we running the mill now they keep bringing the deal
Life like a fair trade business
Want all these racks making the money so fast
I wanna cruise Lambo
Check the speed hundred miles inna minutes
**** scream asking asking me how I did it
I thank God for the life That we living
So many thought that we wasted for real
Up from trenches in the hood that we grew
Nobody got your back only you that's cruel
You gat to be careful cos nobody cares for you
Ride with my God staying out of the roads
**** came out from a trash house
Where No Cash At
In work till we cashout we didn't Backout
Your **** gave up that **** tapout
Cash Loud now we're getting rich Period!
**** be thought that we playing in this shit
But this shit getting lit now this bizz getting serious
The further we going we keep it on froze
We letting them know we are on a mission
See I'm moving like Usain
Yeah we came out the trenches
We sat in benches said these **** got no names
Now we speed in a vette now we got the control
We ain't moving in Loose Lanes
Had to keep up the life that I wanted all I do is keep moving
Got the days that we struggle for money but now the keeps coming
Got my momma Birkin yeah I ain't even budget
Make myself the topic for the news we coming
We the realest out here we don't hate nobody
All about the money Watch me Aim the Target
These Diamonds are real Lemonade Fragile
Check it **** wanna wear some hot shit
Porsche on a big move with my Broski
Winning on Low Key
Hit the spot all my **** On
We ain't Got No Shock
Aim For what
Aiming For The Bag
We ain't never stoppin'
I Love the Fast cars but I ain't got None
Pray that I get One
Am on my Grind everyday to make it out
And I'm doing all of this shit with all of my ****
Snow and Ice Everything I mean Errthing Froze
Ice Maine
Bow grr grrr grr
I got new AP for 96, now we balling like it's a dream
I ain't got shady shades on my league, so we gangster like a negro
WildBoy hit me up on IG, now I gat to pull up swerving a Benz (Wildboy)
Run the town like we ain't no friends
What's tends? fault friends
Written by: David Christopher Udeh, Isaiah Onyedika Udeh