制作
出演艺人
X4
声乐
作曲和作词
Felipe Angel Huerta
词曲作者
Rawdonis Olivas
词曲作者
制作和工程
Rawdonis Olivas
录音工程师
F-Beat
制作人
歌词
[Intro]
Hmm
[Chorus]
Beat the opps' block, now they said I'm Mr. Clean
Hop out and let that bitch ring, ring, ring
We gon' get the chip by any means
Ask me where I'm from and I said RFC
I don't give a fuck, I freestyled the whole thing
Hop up in the booth and say anything
Bitches out here fuckin' on anything
**** out here tellin' on anything
We gon' spin they block and hop out and do our thing
Counties ask you 'bout it, better not tell 'em 'bout a thing
These are not no regular jeans
A-M-I-R-I, what the fuck you mean?
Got the hood tatted on my face and on my sleeves
Why the fuck I seen you hanging with the police?
Bitch told me, "Why you always actin' mean?"
I just told the bitch, "Shut up, bitch, get on your knees"
[Verse 1]
Hmm, the beat switched up
****, why y'all homie in the ground? Y'all better dig him up
Loose lips really sink ships, you better stitch it up
Why this bitch keep on callin' if I ain't pickin' up?
Why the fuck you keep on stallin'? He said squabble up
Why the fuck you scared? Take a risk, I'm goin' all or nothin'
How the fuck you speared with your opp and y'all ain't fought or nothin'?
Hmm, that don't look right
I can't pop out with the bitch if she don't look right
Your boyfriend's not a tripper, he's the good type
I did bunk skunk, then she text me, "Have a good life"
X3 on the level four livin' the good life
Me and Thirsty Hood had some CV and we had two knives
Told the bitch I'ma turn left if she can't get right
Ain't no excuses if the car don't work right
'Cause if the car don't work, then take the bike
[Chorus]
Beat the opps' block, now they said I'm Mr. Clean
Hop out and let that bitch ring, ring, ring
We gon' get the chip by any means
Ask me where I'm from and I said RFC
I don't give a fuck, I freestyled the whole thing
Hop up in the booth and say anything
Bitches out here fuckin' on anything
**** out here tellin' on anything
We gon' spin they block and hop out and do our thing
Counties ask you 'bout it, better not tell 'em 'bout a thing
These are not no regular jeans
A-M-I-R-I, what the fuck you mean?
Got the hood tatted on my face and on my sleeves
Why the fuck I seen you hanging with the police?
Bitch told me, "Why you always actin' mean?"
I just told the bitch, "Shut up, bitch, get on your knees"
Written by: Felipe Angel Huerta, Rawdonis Olivas
