音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

作曲和作词
Pros Ap
Pros Ap
词曲作者
Ahmon Parker
Ahmon Parker
作词

歌词

Uh (Youngest **** Winnin')
Uh
This that Youngest ****— this that Island Boys shit, this that, yeah (DB 'bout to do it to 'em)
She said she hate it on the Island 'cause we dog hoes (Yop)
Fuck a bitch and her friend, we break hearts, ho (Yes, sir)
Just hammed a **** on the strip and sold him narcos (Give me that shit)
Don't get caught with a cab, 'cause we park those
Ayy, you got baby money (Yeah, yeah), I get big money (Big money)
I be fuckin' ****' hoes, better hide your bitch from me (****, I be fuckin' hoes)
Oh, he got a 41? Better hide your wrist from me (****, bring that bitch here)
If his neck lookin' icy, better hide your kit from me
Ayy, you got baby money, I get big money, no 3G
When we slide, I'm shootin' in your face, this ain't 3D
We done caught two back to back, let's get a threepeat (We need a threepeat)
Spot an opp, that's a man down, feel like Big Key (Yes, sir)
****, you ain't seen twenty, **** childish (No, you didn't)
On my mama, I could get a **** dropped for twenty dollars (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Boy, this facts, if a striker ain't around, then we'll hike it (We'll walk)
I'll play your dog like Mike Vick, but this some shit you ain't fightin'
On the road with a presser and a reader-writer (I ain't lyin')
I hate **** who claim bodies when they just a driver (Why you lyin'?)
Yeah, I popped some **** up, them **** just survived it (Them **** livin')
I hawk shit down on feet, right hand to the Bible, boy (I'ma walk you down)
I got glizzy on me, try me, I'ma empty on you (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Ask your mans, I been up on him, next time, I'ma get up closer (He outta here)
Last time, could've did him bolder, lucky I wasn't fully loaded
Leave him stankin' like an odor, face shots, they done John Doe'd him
I'm that ****, ask your bitch 'bout me
Oh, you can't 'cause my dick down her throat probably
Got her screamin' off the tip, think this ho tiny
Just ate a **** out his presi', you ain't Joe Biden (Come here)
She said she hate it on the Island 'cause we dog hoes (We dog hoes)
Fuck a bitch and her friend, we break hearts, ho (I break hearts, ho)
Just hammed a **** on the strip and sold him narcos (****, come here)
Don't get caught with a cab, 'cause we park those (We, we park them bitches)
Ayy, you got baby money (Huh), I get big money (Yes, sir)
I be fuckin' ****' hoes, better hide your bitch from me (****, I be fuckin' ****' hoes)
Oh, he got a 41? Better hide your wrist from me (Bring that bitch here)
If his neck lookin' icy, better hide your kit from me (I be takin' ****' kits)
I'm with Pros, we just took a **** pros and his Audemars (His AP)
I was walkin' **** down before I bought a car (****)
O on the chop and I ain't talkin' Reilly's Auto Parts (O'Reilly's)
S-Class, when I hop out, this bitch gon' autopark
I hate fish, don't come around me if you not a shark (4s)
Thought he was gang, I took his K, but we not in Mart (Kmart)
Off an Addy, tryna find this **** addy, I done popped a bar
Caught his lil' rat ass on Telly, had to stop the car
Young **** winnin', bitch, I got pros and AP on (This an Audemars)
Don't walk up on me in the mall, bitch, I got two phones (Fuck you on?)
If I fuck, you gotta let the members too, we not 24 (Gang shit)
He ain't dead, but I sat his ass down, I just left Joy Road
Not Pluto, but we gon' be ridin' strikers in the future, **** (Get it?)
He ain't a shark, we took his chop, then put it to him
I'm with V on the Island, don't pull up in a cab, bitch, we gon' throw at you (Doo-doo-doo)
We send **** to the air, we is not NASA (Lil' rat-ass ****)
CashGang shit, what up, Pros?
YNW shit, GB
You know what the fuck goin' on
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Written by: Ahmon Parker, Pros Ap
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