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詞曲
Brado
Brado
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
KONTROL
KONTROL
製作人
MixedByJP
MixedByJP
混音師

歌詞

They taxin' on work, bitch, come get you a deal You slimed out your brother, ****, how is you real
Glock getting dumped if they try and come steal, Youngins on go, man, my **** can't chill
Yeah, we young **** still havin' this shit We been in da trap, goin' dumb, no sense
Change on my brothers, I ain't cut like that bitch You **** some hoes, y'all can't fuck with da kid
A real **** up, bitch, I'm makin' y'all sick I get the pack and I bust it down quick
Bitch, I came up, started off just a zip As long as it's profit, ****, I wouldn't trip
Strictly business, get the money, then dip It's still fuck the feds and free my evil twin
Shout out my brother, he know we gon' win Feelin' like Weezy, cause I'm goin' in
Me and my **** goin' up to the top Bitch, it's all gas, no brakes, we won't stop
That dissin' on me got that dumb **** popped Shiesty ass summer, bout ten of us locked
Bitches this car hot, high speed on the Nocks, Fresh out of county, threw ones on the thots
You ain't wanna shoot, bitch, pass me the rock Trigger finger , go crazy like yo bitch givin' top
Me and D-Man doin' numbers, no joke Seventeen, had the whole school in control
My feet in the air, youngins slang the dope Aye front me, that ten, ****, that's a hell no
Yeah, that was last year, we still livin' reckless Showed em im eating, spent racks on my necklace
**** is fake and these bitches is catfish, She ain't help you eat, ****, why you need that, bitch
Besides all the L's, ****, life's been great Them L's taught me lessons, ****, ain't no mistake
Used to be my brother, I found out you fake Ask where I'm at, somewhere eating steak
You down on your ass, ****, you can't relate high speed with 10K, Lil' D got away
I come from the tone, pack come from the bay We been in the trap, me, D-Man, A.J
****, goddamn, I remember them days Had da block pumpin', was posted with k's
You want it, come get it, we out here all day Talk on the gram, wasn't on shit in my face
Take one of my brothers, I promise you lay You take one of them, I'm back in that mode
This jewelry come off, black mask, oh no, My drac aimed up, right back at your throat
Written by: Brado
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