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[00:00.000] 作词 : Dion Hayes/George Stone III/Martin McCurtis[00:00.829] 作曲 : Dion Hayes/George Stone III/Martin McCurtis[00:01.659]Yeah, yeah (Uh, uh)[00:03.154]Yeah, yeah (Uh)[00:05.917]Who got the ups on us? (Who got ups on us?)[00:07.171]Strap across your shirt, like, nigga, buckle up (Helluva made this beat, baby)[00:09.656]You can't miss, I send you on that hit, might die, you **** it up[00:12.650]ho got like three trimmers, real street nigga, my money up[00:15.912]Wave this b***h like, 'Hey, what's up?'[00:17.654]Soon as fat boy get close enough[00:19.153]Niggas don't want bump, they punks, on IG, hope I post 'em up[00:22.402]I talk to them bodies late at night when I be rollin' up[00:25.653]They know it's us[00:26.663]Gone with all that flaggin', b***h, you braggin', now I choke on bra[00:29.419].40, that's the caliber, the magazine is seventeen[00:33.158]I got this from Medellín, eighteen timеs thirty-three[00:36.403]I hope he ain't sellin' drеams, might go back to mailin' keys[00:39.410]I don't want no good b***h, make good b***h a felon, please[00:42.917]My wrist ****ing flooded[00:44.415]You know this that ice talk[00:46.910]Hop out on foot, let pipe off[00:47.670]Yellow tape, white chalk[00:49.414]OT gettin' this ice off[00:50.906]'Fore a hundred mails every country town around, we beat it down[00:54.169]Used to bag up pieces, sittin' up east listenin' to Wipe Me Down[00:57.654]I know they don't like me now, your brother, sister, cousin[01:00.670]Feds ever hit the house, put my shit in the oven[01:04.153]They get cheaper by the roster, who to a monster?[01:06.903]We blow them choppers, b***h[01:08.173]I don't know my answer, b***h[01:09.656]Tell me, what come after rich?[01:11.169]Play with us, we whackin' shit, claimin' shit and stampin' shit[01:14.666]**** y'all (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)[01:17.655]These niggas don't want beef with us, they IG killers[01:21.172]We bendin' blocks in three rentals, I don't see niggas[01:24.411]Keep drillin', b***h, we breed killers[01:26.410]We elite spinners[01:27.662]Big shiner, keep his heat wth him, even sleep with it[01:30.901]Wake up, b***h won't **** the youngin from the front, go get that makeup[01:34.408]To make sure all my niggas had a piece, I took a pay cut[01:38.170]Ho gon' put the sperm in her name, gon' need some pasters[01:41.653]I'm crankin' my fake drugs for four-hundred and eight months[01:45.160]with me like[01:46.659]The driver like my[01:48.166]That's the only b***h I can't touch[01:49.664]These niggas is not me, these niggas is not Gee[01:52.908]Got blow pack, got rock seeds[01:54.656]Got and boxed gin, I'm top ten[01:57.153]Yeah, go catch one and get locked in[01:58.652]Got out of line and get knocked in[02:00.907]In my city, I'm top ten[02:02.156]Number one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine[02:05.166]With a white boy snortin' H lines[02:06.903]In the side county, niggas can't find[02:08.402]With a .45 on my waistline[02:09.913]Like **** niggas, I'm lit now[02:11.655]Crossed over, I'm big slime[02:13.162]I'm still slidin', I'm rich now[02:14.905]Everybody gotta pick sides[02:16.415]Took a risk to hold up my wrist high[02:18.410]My lil' brother took six lives, he a lil' nigga but look 6'5"[02:21.907]Can the opps say they didn't hide?[02:23.913]Yeah