制作
出演艺人
Zoey Dollaz
声乐
YBN Nahmir
声乐
Jon Bluford
声乐
作曲和作词
Elvis Milord
作词
Nick Simmons
作曲
Jon Bluford
作曲
Varick Smith
作曲
Dave Moise
作曲
Donny Flores
作曲
制作和工程
Jon Bluford
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
Know I keep my circle small, yeah
Couple ****, couple bros, yeah
Middle fingers to the law, yeah
Middle fingers to the law, yeah
Fuck 'em, pull up the Jag, yeah, yeah
Roll up the stacks, yeah, yeah
Fuck off a bank, oh, yeah
Fuck off a bank, oh
[Verse 2]
You know we gon' ball together, yeah, yeah
Hit the club and fuck it off together, hell yeah
You my ****, you my dawg forever, yeah, yeah
If you got beef, I'm involved, my ****, hell yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
Yeah, burnin' out hot, but the block cold
Tesla runnin' through potholes
Chicken and waffles like Roscoe's
Blow through the paper, no snot nose
Live for the day, only God knows
Like diamonds lookin' like charcoal
Flied out to Vegas, I did it, no favor
They haters buy paintin's and art so
Gotta count her down Biscayne, yeah
Left twenty bands on the plane, yeah
Airbnb for the gang, yeah
On the same street, Lil Wayne, yeah
[Verse 4]
She wanna break me for the child support
Got it covered all across the board
So much Gucci, need a sponsor for it
All the family drippin' salsa, what?
I'm at the game, Mr. Haslem
Fight on the court by the basket
Got a bitch with me, she classy
I call her Angela Bassett
Ball, my ****, Bugatti and all, my ****
Ten at a mall, my ****
If I got the moola, surrounded by shooters
The truth is, I did it for y'all, my ****
[Verse 5]
You know we gon' ball together, yeah, yeah
Hit the club and fuck it off together, hell yeah
You my ****, you my dawg forever, yeah, yeah
If you got beef, I'm involved, my ****, hell yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, ain't too many **** that I fuck with
My circle small 'cause I don't really trust shit
Got a couple real **** that I fuck with
Got my day one **** who I stuck with
You know we gon' ball together, yeah, yeah
Hit the club and fuck it off together, hell yeah
You my ****, you my dawg forever, yeah, yeah
If you got beef, I'm involved, my ****, hell yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 6]
Been a man 'fore the tape drop
Fuck a bitch, I can't cuff thots
Went from Ramen noodles, ripped socks
Now it's money in the mailbox
**** hatin' 'cause I'm up next
Fuck next, bitch, I'm up now
Any **** that be talkin' that shit
I bet that lil' **** get gunned down
Four cooks in the wood, lil' ****
Got your bitch and she good
On a block, day and night, lil' bro
You and me be in the hood
[Verse 7]
I run up a bag and I chase me a check
I got me a check so you know I'ma flex
You know I'm gon' flex and I flex and the bands
Rich ****, I'm paid and you know that I'm blessed, blessed
[Verse 8]
They don't wanna see me winnin'
'Cause I be on my dark skin shit
They don't wanna see me winnin'
'Cause I be on my clock and shit
They don't wanna see me winnin'
'Cause I be on my dark skin shit
They don't wanna see me winnin'
'Cause I be on my clock and shit
[Verse 9]
Know I keep my circle small, yeah
Couple ****, couple bros, yeah
Middle fingers to the law, yeah
Middle fingers to the law, yeah
Fuck 'em, pull up the Jag, yeah, yeah
Roll up the stacks, yeah, yeah
Fuck off a bank, oh, yeah
Fuck off a bank, oh
[Verse 10]
You know we gon' ball together, yeah, yeah
Hit the club and fuck it off together, hell yeah
You my ****, you my dawg forever, yeah, yeah
If you got beef, I'm involved, my ****, hell yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Dave Moise, Donny Flores, Elvis Milord, Jon Bluford, Nick Simmons, Varick Smith
