音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Kid Ink
Kid Ink
表演者
作曲和作词
ISM
ISM
作曲
Ambeeza
Ambeeza
作曲
Brian Todd Collins
Brian Todd Collins
词曲作者
制作和工程
ISM
ISM
制作人
Ambezza
Ambezza
制作人

歌词

I know ain't nothin' for free, hunnids on me
'Cause that's just where they belong
I put a couple of Gs up on they feet
'Cause that's just where they belong
I told them girls they could leave, back to the street
'Cause that's just where they belong
Know we need trophy ring
Baby, I'm bringing it home
I put that shit on the front line
Watchin' me ballin' from courtside
Now that we been up the whole night
Dreamin' about it my whole life
They try more fight for no reason
Watch how I smoke 'em, they reup
Why they act like they don't see us
Now that we takin' the season
Came in this bitch on my own way
I reinvent it my own way
Flip it and triple the whole thing
I bet you fuck up the whole play
I play this shit like I first see
Name on the back of the Jersey
Rippin' these rappers like Hershey
I bet they prayin' to curse me
Lord knows, kickin' the diamonds, the door close
I just thunder this shit for sure, city on back of my torso
Tatted from top to the bottom
Look like a problem that nobody solvin'
**** is failing and falling, I caught 'em
How I say get up my totem, I got 'em
Battles of gangin', you see where it's goin'
Lot of shit right up the pot like I'm knowin'
Wait on, I'm better, say **** ain't know it
Made us some millions right under they noses
Rack up shit, shawty, I'm never gon' change
What it's gon' take to get rid of these lanes
Take it, I wanted the name of the game
Can't run away 'cause it run in my veins
I know ain't nothin' for free, hunnids on me
'Cause that's just where they belong
I put a couple of Gs up on they feet
'Cause that's just where they belong
I told them girls they could leave, back to the street
'Cause that's just where they belong
Know we need trophy ring
Baby, I'm bringing it home
I put that shit on the front line
Watchin' me ballin' from courtside
Now that we been up the whole night
Dreamin' about it my whole life
They try more fight for no reason
Watch how I smoke 'em, they reup
Why they act like they don't see us
Now that we takin' the season
MJ, three-peat, this show, let's dance
Came in then switched the program
****, you never had no chance
Hand out, I'm catchin' my own vibe
You can't deny that the flow fire
I'm loaded up like a .45, got it more poppin' at your side
God is my witness, watch how I handle my business
Thought I was finished, later go hard but no feelings
I took that shit to the chest and it made me a menace
Lately been goin' the same, can't take me out of the game
Just play me my minutes, came out the tunnel with vision
Hands to the ceilin', let's get it
I know ain't nothin' for free
Money is all that they want
Mostly you **** would sweet fail
Like I ain't slappin', I'm on
Blow one to the spotlight
**** we don't do this shit part time
Young fly ****, let shock line
No, I can't wait, bitch, I'm outside
I know ain't nothin' for free, hunnids on me
'Cause that's just where they belong
I put a couple of Gs up on they feet
'Cause that's just where they belong
I told them girls they could leave, back to the street
'Cause that's just where they belong
Know we need trophy ring
Baby, I'm bringing it home
I put that shit on the front line
Watchin' me ballin' from courtside
Now that we been up the whole night
Dreamin' about it my whole life
They try more fight for no reason
Watch how I smoke 'em, they reup
Why they act like they don't see us
Now that we takin' the season
Written by: Brian Jr Collins, Brian Todd Collins, Ishmael Sadiq Montague, Mathias Daniel Liyew
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