制作
出演艺人
Trouble
声乐
Lil 1
说唱
Tyree
说唱
Veli Sosa
说唱
作曲和作词
Mariel Orr
词曲作者
Michael L. Williams II
词曲作者
Stephen Hybicki
词曲作者
制作和工程
Mike WiLL Made-It
制作人
Stephen Moore Jr.
助理混音工程师
Dave Kutch
母带工程师
Kuldeep Chudasama
录音工程师
Stephen Hybicki
混音工程师
歌词
[Verse 1]
Ay
That's a real one, that's a mutt, that's a trill one, that's a duck
You know the difference?
You get money, them **** funny
Lil' goofy ass, look hard at lil' bitch ass ****
They ain't talkin' 'bout nothing, that's some real shit
DTE MMB
[Verse 2]
****, what? ****, what?
He said he got some (What you got?)
I said, "That's a mutt, that ain't nothing"
Say he a trill one, I say he a duck (Say he trill, huh? That's a duck)
Come in through side while you duck (Side, side, side, side, side)
Come in through side, light shit up (Side, side, side, side, side)
(Brrrah, brrrah, brrrah)
I can see my check runnin' up (See the check, yeah)
I can see a body comin' up (Body)
[Verse 3]
Ay, Ty, yeah, we in the cut (Yeah, we in the cut, huh)
It's duct tape, what's up? (What's up?)
Yeah, your bitch got fucked, boy (What?)
Let lil' Trouble out (Walk)
Now I'm Big Troub, boy
Bitch, it's Lil 1, yeah
Everything big, yeah, yeah
Bitch, it's mob life, on the same shit, yeah, I swear
[Verse 4]
Taking chances just to get a bankroll, bankroll
I swear to God I can't, I can't, I can't fold, I can't fold
These **** fall out with they partner 'bout some hoes
('Bout a bitch)
These **** broke as fuck, these **** sharin' clothes
Fuck, taking chances just to get a bankroll, bankroll
I swear to God I can't, I can't, I can't fold, I can't fold
These **** fall out with they partner 'bout some hoes
('Bout some hoes?)
These **** broke as fuck, these **** sharin' clothes
[Verse 5]
Why? She tired of gettin' hurt like Derrick Rose
Damn, she know who I be, that's why she chose
I told her she won't eat it, Veli Sosa (Cray cray)
I'm out on the Big Guwop, my toes (Crazy)
[Verse 6]
Bitch told me that she married (Married)
Plus she got a whole husband (For real?)
Partner, 40 keep runnin' or go in
Keep askin' 'bout Trouble
Bitch, the Mr. 500
Cleanin' up for twenty summers
Fuck your bitch in black Hummers
Mason Ave, I'm from the jungle
[Verse 7]
Bitch, is you crazy? (Little bitch)
Bitch, you fugazzi (Little bitch)
Bitch, you too lazy (Little bitch)
Lil, get them sticks out the basement (Get them sticks)
Shit, yeah, **** playin' crazy (Yeah, yeah)
Ay, **** gettin' crazy (Brrrah)
Ay, mob **** crazy (Mob, mob, mob, ****)
Body on the pavement (Body on the mud)
[Verse 8]
**** gettin' popped out on occasions
Extort theses ****, make these **** pay rent
I'm a young fly ****, bitch, I'm arrogant
Dirty yoppas in my chasement
[Verse 9]
Taking chances just to get a bankroll, bankroll
I swear to God I can't, I can't, I can't fold, I can't fold
These **** fall out with they partner 'bout some hoes
('Bout a bitch)
These **** broke as fuck, these **** sharin' clothes
Fuck, taking chances just to get a bankroll, bankroll
I swear to God I can't, I can't, I can't fold, I can't fold
These **** fall out with they partner 'bout some hoes
('Bout a bitch)
These **** broke as fuck, these **** sharin' clothes
Written by: Michael Williams, Stephen Hybicki, Trouble
