音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
Unknown T
声乐
作曲和作词
Daniel Lena
作曲
Bradley Moss
作曲
Jonathan Anthony Boakye Mensah
作曲
制作和工程
Ghosty
制作人
Jonathan Mensah
制作人
Capri
混音工程师
JB Made It
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
The po' hate me cah there weren't no solvin'
Gunman, sign outside the club said 'No smoking', but he brought that smoke in
I'm the best of my age, no boasting
We know fanboys hate when I'm ghosting
Jailhouse ting, no smoke, let me jump on the tec cah my babe's in lotion
Beat up the yute, don't poke him, GMs cut when the gov's approaching
Deceiving opps ain't reppin' their block in jail, on a joke ting
That boy caught stress when he held them pokings
But he's still on free flow, bitchin' to different blocks, as he's still tryna moisten
Bro just hit one drop on the opp, one chop had his vocal broken
Beat-beat man out of his head, curled up in the bed but the gov' ain't spoken
Don't trust anyone in the can, he could your right hand, then pree up the soakin'
Free up, free up my goons in the jailhouse, bang till the gates break open
Free up, free up my goons in the jailhouse, bang till the gates break open
[Verse 2]
Hands up, hold it, squeeze then buss
GS corn is a must
Pop smoke cah everyone's talking tough
Rudeboy, I'm calling your bluff
Bare man dust when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss
Bare man dust when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss
[Verse 3]
Hands up, hold it, squeeze then buss
GS corn is a must
Pop smoke cah everyone's talking tough
Rudeboy, I'm calling your bluff
Bare man dust when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss
Bare man dust when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss
[Verse 4]
Mask on then thief that, be in the trap
Who thiefed that? Me and my dog
That **** tried blow up, but then he got whacked
Abuse that dot dot, plot in the gaff
Grew up, inhaled that, smokin' the crash
He ain't got a heart but still wanna do this tart
Don't dash when the .38 clap
Brap! You can feel this wap
Feel this wap
When they clocked on it's us, see bare man dash
Block off 'fore the opp boys scream like yats
Me and bros tryna chase this bi-atch
I just be off the M, no cap
Got three indictments off my name, I'm gassed
He froze up when he heard I'm back
Fresh home, fresh home, straight back to the cash
Two rambo blades behind your back while bros tryna beat that mach'
Big brown booty, rewind that arse on Snap', let me squeeze nyash
Eyes roll back, she ucking me off on cam, man bust in her lash
Stop shining the wrist on 'Gram, it's VS1, it don't need no flash
Drive outta town for the cash
Fly off the buj and three-and-a-half of the light, I can make that splash
Wrap, then turn that bread into plaques
HMP, just me and my Cody locked in the gates, no Zacks
We still go halfs when we're breaking racks
Free up, free up my bro, that's facts
[Verse 5]
Hands up, hold it, squeeze then buss
GS corn is a must
Pop smoke cah everyone's talking tough
Rudeboy, I'm calling your bluff
Bare man dust when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss
Bare man dust when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss
[Verse 6]
Hands up, hold it, squeeze then buss
GS corn is a must
Pop smoke cah everyone's talking tough
Rudeboy, I'm calling your bluff
Bare man dust when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss
Bare man dust when they heard it's us
Tryna squeeze and buss
Written by: Daniel Lena, Bradley Moss, Jonathan Anthony Boakye Mensah
