音樂影片

音樂影片

積分

演出藝人
Slayter
Slayter
演出者
詞曲
John Santana
John Santana
詞曲創作
Jeremie Pennick
Jeremie Pennick
詞曲創作
Sean Pompey
Sean Pompey
詞曲創作
Brian Lloyd Onfroy Jr.
Brian Lloyd Onfroy Jr.
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Blwyrmnd
Blwyrmnd
製作人

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Yeah, you could hate me now
Bitch ****
Coldgame (Shit)
[Verse 2]
I might just duck off in the hill with a model bitch (Brrt)
Popped a half a 30, shorty threw it back, I demolished it (Facts)
Asked about you in your hood and they told me you was not legit (Pussy)
We the last of a dyin' breed, I hope they acknowledge it (For real)
I hope that when I go, I'm remembered (For real)
I got a heart full of anger (Damn), poppin' percocets like I'm injured (Shit)
**** tried to rob me that was way back in September (Way back)
So I held the AK to the sky like it's Simba (Brrt)
We ain't have no heater, it was cold in December (Bah)
Coldest day in the winter (Bah), dropped the top in the winter (Shot)
We don't got no time for fuckin' hidden agendas
Police run in the spot, we put the drugs in the blender (Brrt)
20/20 vision, tunnel vision, ain't no competition (Grr)
**** used to call us them magicians, we made shit go missin'
Used to post up in the dirty kitchen, Slayter water whippin'
We was out here doin' other shit that we don't gotta mention (Shh)
Lil' bro just got sentenced for 4, he got caught with a weapon (Blick)
Shout out to the girl I'm fuckin' now, she brings me other women (For real)
Know some **** that can't wait until the day they catch me slippin'
Feelin' diabolical, but I'ma send them boys to heaven
[Verse 3]
Yo, look, my plug did a lot for me, Black Soprano, Monopoly (Uh)
A **** catch me slippin', it'd probably be on the hockey rink (Let's go)
Bad bitches flock to me (Mhmm), obviously (Obviously)
I put up 30k and get ten of y'all hit, that's just a watch to me
My **** spinnin' (Yeah) made a masterpiece with a half a key
Me and gang fuckin' Russian models all fashion week (All fashion week)
Shoot somethin' then get back to me (Uh)
Where you rappers get the audacity to even send a track to me? (Who you?)
In the restaurant, let it hit me and Slayter (My ****)
Took the money out his pocket and gave a tip to the waiter
This for youngins with new guns and old heads in gators
And for **** like me, who survived without a label
Back to the basics though, paper all we knew, grindin' all we do
Ice from my watch drippin' in this 1942 (1942)
The plug told me I was fearless and y'all be spooked (Ah)
You gotta spend at least a dub just to call him deuce
Celebratin', we gon' pop these bottles all we want
40 on me, smokin' this gelato 41 (Gelato 41)
Before this rap money the dope encouraged us, **** (Uh-huh)
Still got a stash house back home with no furniture in it
The Butcher comin'
[Verse 4]
Gang with us like Dame Lillard, insane pillars (Game time)
Hustle sold separately, word came with us (Uh)
Rap lane or the trap lane, both lanes with it
Whole thing clickin', whole thing flippin', for the pippin'
Keep the operation, kill our opposition (Right)
Lil' punks get hit with the hammer without the clip in
Uh, mom's parked in front the crib, abort the mission (Abort the mission)
God sendin' signs, when he talk, I listen (When he talk I listen)
One thing he blessed me with was flawless vision (Uh)
I got a knack for eyeballin' them zips, I got a easy system (Really)
Better numbers to avoid collision
Heavy is the head that wears the crown, I play my position (Right)
You talkin' hustlers, I'ma top seed, possibly top 3
One of the few that break it down for you probably (Uh)
Kushed God, all elite, I'm John Moxley
Still move a couple of boxes at a top speed
[Verse 5]
Claude Monet, I'm paintin' pictures in the form of scriptures
St. Thomas, workin' on my jump shot, I was rockin' linen (Swish)
Lots of women, 3 story yacht, we just vibin' with 'em (Facts)
Vibes, we hit em, back to back lamb trucks, we be slidin' in em (Yeah)
I remember, cheffin' ready rock inside a heavy pot
For 10k we had the welly pop the day that Chevy dropped
Hidden hills, model hoes with deals, givin' mega top
Popped a pill before they brought the bills, I was hella bopped
Uh, I came a long way from sellin' yellow tops
Duckin' from the cops, cased up, used to stress a lot
Fuck the opps, take this stream money get a **** shot (Get a **** shot)
Free money, bank scheme money, you know how we rock (You know how we rock)
Lil' bro just punched his whole crib, my **** piece is hot
AKs, .40s with the drums, right at Lisa spot
Diva thot, suck me in the car, we don't speak a lot (She don't say much)
Creep the drop, pacific coast highway bumpin' Speaker Boxxx (Speaker Boxxx, uh)
All types of fly shit, ****, you know what the fuck goin' on
Cold game, fast money shit, you know what I mean?
The world got me fucked up, ****
Written by: John Santana, Jeremie Pennick, Sean Pompey, Brian Lloyd Onfroy Jr.
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