積分
詞曲
Rackz Gwoppa Triksz
詞曲創作
歌詞
[Verse 1]
How could you snake me? You're my chargie, ahh
Ahh-ahh ahh-ahh-ahh
Chargie, ahh ahh-ahh
[Verse 2]
Dargie, you got me
How could you snake me? You're my chargie, wallahi
No one could talk, yeah, we're the hardest Somalis
Twenty AG's up in my backpack, it's savvy, yeah, ahh
Cappin', you're lyin'
How did I fall for all the bookie disguises?
This isn't beef, I call it war 'cause it's frying
One side be talking to the askaar, they're crying, ahh-ahh
[Verse 3]
Bradford to trappy, I'm flying out, yeah, that's far though
I was in the bando, youngin waiting for a cargo
Dargie moving bookie, is you scheming, why you scheming?
When I heard you snitched, my ****, I couldn't believe it
Deceiving, deceiving, how long was you scheming?
Used to say I got you, now I wanna see you leaking
Face up on a tee and bullets coming out your back
Told my youngin hold the stick, he knows to never lack
[Verse 4]
I've been up all day and all night
Wishing I could sell these drugs all the time
Free my broski, yeah, you know he done a crime
He done a crime, so he's doin' time
If I grab another wap, then I'ma slide
All them boy there rap is cap, they all lie
My **** was about to leave the streets, but then he died
Pull up to his crib and his marj is always crying
[Verse 5]
Dargie, you got me
How could you snake me? You're my chargie, wallahi
No one could talk, yeah, we're the hardest Somalis
Twenty AG's up in my backpack, it's savvy, yeah, ahh
Cappin', you're lying
How did I fall for all the bookie disguises?
This isn't beef, I call it war 'cause it's frying
One side be talking to the askaar, they're crying, ahh-ahh
[Verse 6]
Put you in the mud, put your face up on the news
I was in the opp block, really moving loose
Young boy on a glide, he just tryna spill some juice
Free my broski ASAP, 'cause he took one of the goons
Took one of the goons, the fuck they gonna do?
Shave him in the heart then the mandem smoke a zoot
Saw him on the mains then I put him in my boot
Screaming like a bitch while I plan to turn him zoot
[Verse 7]
We skrrt to 10, hundred racks to my name
Can't talk on my name
Steppin' in the Range, I'm sliding in that Jeep
Steppin' with the heat, and the heat for the West
Two slugs in his chest, man, he should've wore a vest
Never thought he was a phoney
That's was broski
In the same cell, **** was my codie
Wish I done you in the back
Told my younger, "Watch your chat"
Go round there make it slap on a opp boy
Twelve gauge, two shots in his convoy
[Verse 8]
Is he your boy, is he your dargie? (Ahh), ah
He said, "Allow me, I'm Somali" (Ahh), ah
In the Bentley doing fast speeds (Ahh), ah
In the Urus, switchin' car keys, ah
I'm still screamin' "Free my dargies!", ah
I'm still screamin' "Free my dargies!" (Ahh)
[Verse 9]
Came up from the floor, now I'm up in a Dior
Askar at the bando, holy shit, they're at the door
I was in the building sippin' wokka all alone
Guappa hit my line, said "There's a stain", I said "Let's go!"
I was in the bando, pourin' up a four
You said that you got me, baby, you're a whore
Ah, I see them envy and they scheming
Used to say "I got you", now I wanna see you leaking
[Verse 10]
Dargie, you got me
How could you snake me? You're my chargie, wallahi
No one could talk, yeah, we're the hardest Somalis
Twenty AG's up in my backpack it's savvy, yeah, ahh
Cappin', you're lying
How did I fall for all the bookie disguises
This isn't beef, I call it war 'cause it's frying
One side be talking to the askaar, they're crying, ahh-ahh
Written by: Rackz Gwoppa Triksz
