制作
作曲和作词
Jarred Rashad Quarles
词曲作者
Mikhail Ramone Quarles
词曲作者
歌词
In case you forgot I'm drippin wit every drop
Like I got rocks in my socks
Believe it or not, I shoot it right over your top
I got the ball and I'm hot,
I'm Steph wit the shot
**** do say that a lot
But they is not on the block
Not even perimeter unless it's a mall in the middle a
Georgia where peaches is plenty a
**** be tender cuz they is not trim enough
Try to be members of gang but ain't real enough
Y'all bitches pulling up better be ready
My **** is tryna chop some like Machetes
To break the levy's like Mayor Garcetti
Shawty went ghost now shawty back at it
I got the power I knew that I had it
Tariq automatic Put that on my daddy
You know that I'm savage like 21 adage
Fa chicken and waffles I'm going to Gladys
I like my veggies im all about cabbage
Lettuce and chicken, fuck it I had to add it
I had to have it like a crack addict
Who just relapsed and got right back at it
Sent the dark web straight to yo addy
Ain't smoking on Babbage or nun that's average
I come trim it's like they see Tupac again
I'm ballin above the rim
I'm going in it's like they see Nipsey again
They know he is not one of them
Please give it up fa the Eastside
Please give it up fa the Westside
Please give it up for the Northside
Please give it up for the Southside sheesh
Please give it up fa the Eastside
Please give it up fa the Westside
Please give it up for the Northside
Please give it up for the Southside sheesh
Umm going in it's like they seen Ted again
They know I'ma alien
**** gone hate just not in my face
That be the **** that rarely win
They weed is brown like Bobbie and them
I came trim they wanna see if it's Feats
Jordan PEs on my feet
Shawty dem whisper that gotta be him
Born and Raised like Spanto and them
Feel like I trapped out the bando again
Bails of that shit, they don't be smelling that shit
But **** be mailing that shit
I gotta get it, shooting my shot off the pivot
I'm tryna make every attempt
Ain't worried bout missin, I'm just conditioned to win
Ain't going broke ever again
I come trim it's like they see Tupac again
I'm ballin above the rim
I'm going in it's like they see Nipsey again
They know he is not one of them
Please give it up fa the Eastside
Please give it up fa the Westside
Please give it up for the Northside
Please give it up for the Southside sheesh
Please give it up fa the Eastside
Please give it up fa the Westside
Please give it up for the Northside
Please give it up for the Southside sheesh
**** be claiming they raw and uncut but my shit so dope they be rolling it up
**** OD I sit low in the cut
V.S.O.P got it poured in a cup
**** be thinking they can not be touched
My crew bout it bout it they don't give no fucks
Fly high in the sky with my dreams on the cusp
I'm sunk in the seat the interior plush
Got me loaded with heat with yo bitch as a plus
Rocks in my sock but no snow on the bluff
Tryna keep up ain't no amateur luck
I gotta be blessed guess it's sent from above
See people be hating but still show me love
As god as my witness I'm mining my business
These diamonds I'm getting was part of the mission
But never did think I'd be shining like this
They blinded by light diamonds gleam off my wrist
Pass wifey the mic let her sing on my ah
You don't get to trips without taking no risk
Playing Russian roulette got em scared as a bitch
I'm painting the scene just keep rolling the clip
I kill the flow do my thing then I dip
Smoking on potent my thoughts get to flowing
Know I keep finding my way to get rich
Written by: Jarred Rashad Quarles, Mikhail Ramone Quarles