積分
演出藝人
Reel Wolf
演出者
詞曲
Sean Browne
詞曲創作
Andrew Roberts
詞曲創作
Sam Cannarella
詞曲創作
Tom Vujcic
詞曲創作
歌詞
Yeah, yeah!
Get hit by the sound of the clip
Laid out on the strip if you fuck with our clique
Underworld roll thick, have you laid in a ditch
Pack of wolves roll up, rip your bones from the skin
Wipe the blood from the grin, shotguns going off
Dunn, you ain't poppin' off, your whole team lookin' soft
We veterans, you has-been, we blastin', you catchin'
We eatin', you hungry, you starve, and you fastin'
Lyrical assassin spit, I just let it bust
No signs of the snare until you get touched
Status in the cut watchin' over the studio
Been buckin' on a beat, it's not what you know, it's who you know
Lay it at you funeral, the hook comin' crucial
Blast like a pistol, got shells by the fistful
Shotgun on the set, pop it off, let the heat show
Bustin' with the team, Reel Wolf let the clip go
Guns up in the air with me
Pop it off, yeah!
This be the soundtrack to kill to
Listen, nothing quite like it, the shotgun symphony!
Guns up in the air with me
Pop it off, yeah!
This be the soundtrack to kill to
Listen, nothing quite like it, the shotgun symphony!
Got locked in jail 'cause I refused to back down
Ten years later, on the streets, I'm back now
Ain't rolling with a shank, Imma let the gat sound
I'm here to take bank, if not, y'all get clapped now
I'm here to pull rank and take back what's mine
Get the shit that I've earned from this life of crime
Even if I were to get back the time
I would still be on the streets with The Pack and nines
Try to fuck with me, it's Seen B and I'm
Gonna blast a shotgun bullet through your spine
Pussy with a popgun, pull it and you'll find that my bigger gun that is built better
By design's gonna put holes in your sweater, take your cheddar and your shine
Ain't nobody better than me ever in my mind
Bring on the competitors, this predator is signed
To the Wolfpack and we will attack every time
Guns up in the air now with me
Pop it off, yeah!
This be the soundtrack to kill to
Listen, nothing quite like it, the shotgun symphony!
Guns up in the air now with me
Pop it off, yeah!
This be the soundtrack to kill to
Listen, nothing quite like it, the shotgun symphony!
They said "More money, more problems" but I don't think that's real (No)
This money's my problem, I need more for these bills (Alright)
Independent, no deal, grinding for my mill
While these imbeciles get they pockets filled
And fantasy kills, talk all grimy
Scribble some fiction, they follow you blindly
That gun talk cool when you're in the lab safe
But characters change when there's one in your face
Ever been to a wake? Hug your homies momma?
Nah, you in the booth and you buck your llama
Swear you love drama but never seen any
Over here there's plenty, I don't think y'all ready
If Remy's come out, ain't no runnin' your mouth
When they run in your house, put your brains on your couch
Right in front of your spouse, grab your cash and ounce, hit the gas and bounce
It's a wrap, not rap
Guns up in the air now with me
Pop it off, yeah!
This be the soundtrack to kill to
Listen, nothing quite like it, the shotgun symphony!
Guns up in the air now with me
Pop it off, yeah!
This be the soundtrack to kill to
Listen, nothing quite like it, the shotgun symphony!
Written by: Andrew Roberts, Sam Cannarella, Sean Browne, Tom Vujcic
