制作
出演艺人
Sugarhill Ddot
声乐
BBG Steppaa
声乐
作曲和作词
Lucas Sarudiansky
作曲
Darrian Jimenez
作词
Kenneth Francis
作词
Oliver Seyed Nazemi
作曲
Francis Borbeau
作曲
Noyan Daldal
作曲
PIRCHER Aymeric
作曲
制作和工程
@ayyolucas
制作人
Diamond Wav
制作人
kosfinger
制作人
Prodbynasty
制作人
Shaman Beatz
制作人
Nicholas Cavalieri
混音工程师
Jon Tilman
录音工程师
Nasty The Producer
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
Spin through that block, **** know that we sweep
I told BBG hop out the V
Word to my dead, I ain't taking no chances
I'ma up till I see that they bleed
Like I said it before, I'ma say it again
All Amiri, you know that's the jeans
All Amiri
Got this .40, it's stuck in my jeans
**** know that I'm really a tweak
[Verse 2]
On bro, I do not play when it comes to the street shit
Yeah, even the opposition know we lit
Talking on Notti, you know you a pack, I'ma spin through that block with hella fucking grips
Ten toes, I don't need an assist, I'ma make me a basket every fucking trip
Two poles, and I call up B Hound, you know that he really sturdy in that whip
[Verse 3]
Glock on my hip on the left side, tryna spin, take a trip through the west side
I'm tryna spin, make a jet fly, put a hole in his face and his left eye
Like, smoking on face till my chest lock
Like, you know I got a laser to catch mine
Like, with this K man I feel like a death god
I'm tryna hop out and bang it to test mine
[Verse 4]
**** be cap in they punchlines, this a .40, been feeling like fuck 9's
I roll up 40, get dumb fried, like we put out law 'n order for tough guys
If them **** ain't on it, we cut ties
Tryna score but you know we don't clutch knives
Buddy a goner, slipped and now he dumb high
I might fuck on his daughter for one time
[Verse 5]
Grah, look, I might fuck on his daughter for one time
Like, look, if I pass her to bro, then it's crunch time
Grah, ain't shooting far BBG, yeah, you know that's the punchline
Grah, told the opps stop dying, we smoking that boy he went out
[Verse 6]
And for bro, yeah, they diss for the clout
Like, yeah, they know what we really about
Like, and I don't gotta talk in this rap shit, 'cause they know that we really just clap shit
And they know that I'm jacking OY, original gangster till the day that I die
Like, and you know I can't switch on the guys , yeah, I do this for Notti and Dot
[Verse 7]
Look, get off the 'net, all that capping ain't hooping
We see 12 automatic illusion
I like to hit from the back and go stupid
And when she make it clap, yeah, it's actually moving
Look, and if I got the strap, I won't pass it, I boom it
Why you capping, bro? Actually use it
I'm tryna slide out a bat and make music
Like, you should hear this bitch clapping, it's actually stupid
[Verse 8]
I'm not actually human, and I won't ever ask you to do shit
Look, bitch, I be packing, two grips
Got cook, he was lacking, couldn't do shit
We got the addy to spin, ever see him, smash him with this new gen
Like, I'm forever gon' be on some cool shit, like but don't make me lose it
[Verse 9]
Spin through that block, **** know that they sweep
I told BBG hop out the V
Word to my dead, I ain't taking no chances
I'ma up till I see that they bleed
Like I said it before, I'ma say it again
All Amiri, you know that's the jeans
Got this .40, it's stuck in my jeans
**** know that I'm really a tweak
[Verse 10]
Glock on my hip on the left side
Tryna spin, take a trip through the west side
I'm tryna spin, make a jet fly, put a hole in his face and his left eye
Like, smoking on face till my chest lock, like you know I got a laser to catch mine
Like, with this K man I feel like a death god, I'm tryna hop out and bang it to test mine
Written by: Darrian Jimenez, Francis Borbeau, Kenneth Francis, Lucas Sarudiansky, Noyan Daldal, Oliver Seyed Nazemi, PIRCHER Aymeric
