積分
詞曲
Lord Luke
詞曲創作
Christopher Adams
詞曲創作
歌詞
It's any day with me, Drake with me, ain't no saving me
Deep inside these trenches, he act up and then we blazin eem
Don't say hey to me, **** weirder than they ain't phasin
Told my bruddy it's just us, man, all these **** fake to me
**** gay, **** hate, don't get no fucks, I get away
Spent today, 762s his face, bluetooth bullets penetrate
We make blocks disintegrate, it's B so we can't disengage
I love my Glock, man, we engaged
Fuck a ****, I don't trust no ****, I dust a ****
How the fuck y'all speakin' on some ****
Y'all ain't touch them ****, so what's up with ****
We get cuss on ****, we get up with ****
Test your luck, lil' ****, better duck, lil' ****
I say nod on me, lurkin' on them batteries with that Glock on me
You will die behind my name, won't let you put no shots on me
We spot homie, ain't no getaway, we got a drop for you
Should've cooked me when you could, but now you in that pot, homie
What's goin' on? Up this bitch and do you wrong
Smoke him, put it in a song, New 50, this bitch fat and long
Rappin' lil' and trippin' long, I was posted on the slab alone
**** up and I was cracked' alone , so I'ma chase my bag alone
It's a new day with me, Drake with me, ain't no savin' me
Inside these trenches, he act up and then we blazin' him
Don't say hey to me, **** weird and they ain't facin' me
I told my brody, that's just us, man, all these **** fakin' me
**** gay, these **** hate, don't get no fucks, I get away
It's fifth today, 7.62s hit his face, blue tip bullets penetrate
We make Glocks disintegrate, it's beef so we can't disengage
On that car, I'm like, bro, who that? That bitch gon' be flat
Hundred shots, put yo' ass in tact, pulse throwin' that splat
50 shots, spinnin' back to back, ain't no gettin' back
He ain't that, make her run a lap, like he on that track
Ayy, gang shit, **** really dissin' on that lane shit
Every time they drive, we don't diss back, we come through bang shit
We change shit, ****, this on black, we leave you brainless
How the fuck you slidin'? Ain't his shit, you wasn't aimin
It's any day with me, Drake with me, ain't no savin' me
Deep inside these trenches, he act up and then we blazin
Don't say hey to me, **** with me, they ain't phasin' me
Told my brother, it's just us, man, all these **** fakin' me
These **** gay, these **** hate, don't get no fucks, I get away
It's fifth today, 7.62s hit his face, blue tip bullets penetrate
We make Glocks disintegrate, it's beef so we can't disengage
I love my Glock, man, we engaged
I love my Glock, man, we engaged
I love my Glock, man, we engaged
Written by: Christopher Adams, Lord L Luke

