音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Ola Runt
Ola Runt
表演者
作曲和作词
Jaree Jackson Jr.
Jaree Jackson Jr.
词曲作者
Anthony Rampias
Anthony Rampias
词曲作者
Victor Lassila
Victor Lassila
词曲作者
制作和工程
AR
AR
制作人
Falsecut
Falsecut
制作人

歌词

[Intro]
(AR, AR, AR)
[Instrumental]
Fresh prince, but I can't trust a bitch like Will Smith
Diamond pint burnt at the bottom, but the seal real
We slangin' iron just like the dugout, this the real field
Like Boosie, you don't know my struggle, poppin' pain pills
I seen my **** switch sides, put on the opps' jersey
And last time we had some beef, we left 'em cold turkey
My P.O. tryna make me piss, I know the cup dirty
Let COVID score, I just assist like I was James Worthy
Shots fired, boom-boom, opp died
Life of sin, baptized
Life a gamble, crapped out
Brain pain, tapped out
Real stepper get stomped out
Motor, get your hood popped
Lightning, get your hood shocked
Skateboard, kickflip
Slide, minivan drip
I just took a blue Xan'
Cocaine in a gold pan
Burnin' fire like a whole hand
Hood hot, gave my bros tans
I got this bitch, she do your taxes, she gon' cap a band
I got on red when I step like the Kappa man
Every time when I go live, fans tapping in
Kicking shit, I hurt my shin
Maybach, this the other Benz
I know that Black lives matter, but I got other friends
Shoes drippin' like they caught me in the rain
Took my first flight, that's when I stopped ridin' trains
Still tried to play me and I showed you the game
Death 'round the corner, but it come with the fame
Uh, know what I'm saying?
I'ma die before I dishonor
All my fears, I've conquered
They pay money to put me under
Weatherman didn't see no thunder
Bah-bah-bah-bah
Glizzy, it's a Glock fight
Eyeball, it's on sight
Shake somethin' like a picket fight
Ola walkin' with that stick on shoulder like he hitchhike
Panoramic Porsche, paper tag, what the tint like?
Wells Fargo, six-pack, torso
I got crack, narcos
I'm in Texas gettin' some green, woah
I got lines on me if you want some lean
I got a dime all hundreds like change
Flight change, I growed, height changed
I use to make the newspaper, now I make the front page
OG in the feds reminiscin' bombays
Heart on ice, I'm in my feelings, Rod Wave
Damn, is my love for sale?
It feel like she got my love for sale
If I die tonight, I pray my soul'll be here
I promise I'ma ride until the coast is clear
Written by: Anthony Rampias, Jaree Jackson Jr., Victor Lassila
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