[00:00.00] 作词 : Kodak Black/London On Da Track/Cassius Jay
[00:00.89] 作曲 : Kodak Black/London On Da Track/Cassius Jay
[00:01.79]*****, you do that ****, aye
[00:05.15]Rollin' that piff, aye
[00:07.30]Put that tool on that chick, aye
[00:10.47]Ya ya ya
[00:11.87]State tryna give me eight
[00:13.59]I told it, you do that ****
[00:15.25]Remember kickin' doors
[00:16.51]I knock the screws off that bih
[00:18.26]Lil' shorty ****ed up
[00:19.25]I might put that woolly on that bih
[00:21.12]Ain't sleeping on that money, I don't snooze on it
[00:23.97]Aye, all you ****** *****, I put some lube on it
[00:26.84]While my top drop, they mouth drop like
[00:28.95]Who own it?
[00:29.79]They like, who in it?
[00:31.28]They like, who he is?
[00:32.82]Heard that ***** wanted beef, I told him you eat it
[00:35.73]You can't book me at the no club
[00:37.39]Nah, I just do arenas
[00:38.82]Sniper gang in the building my whole crew geekin'
[00:41.68]Chopped up in the ride, **** gave it a new meanin'
[00:44.73]I found out 'bout my son and he gave me a new reason
[00:47.69]I'm hotter than the sun
[00:48.95]But I swear my jewels freezin'
[00:50.65]And my shoes bleeding, ya
[00:52.42]I might move to Venus, ya
[00:53.81]Balling like Gilbert Arenas, ya
[00:55.30]Lil shawty want my *****, ya
[00:56.74]Shawty want my species, ya
[00:58.21]Can't even have my feces, ya
[00:59.76]Homie want a feature
[01:01.18]I might **** my teacher, ya
[01:02.81]And I love my PO, aye
[01:04.22]Getting chip like Frito Lay
[01:05.81]Can't be killing people, aye
[01:07.27]I got Gucci on sneakers
[01:08.57]No, I can't be killin' *****es
[01:09.92]Gettin' blood on my Givenchy's
[01:11.37]State tryna give me eight
[01:13.12]I told it, you do that ****
[01:14.67]Remember kickin' doors
[01:16.12]I knock the screws off that bih
[01:17.72]Lil' shorty ****ed up
[01:18.80]I might put that woolly on that bih
[01:20.84]Ain't sleeping on that money, I don't snooze on it
[01:23.50]Aye, all you ****** *****, I put some lube on it
[01:26.40]While my top drop, they mouth drop like
[01:28.53]Who own it?
[01:29.57]They like, who in it?
[01:30.94]They like, who he is?
[01:32.43]Heard that ***** wanted beef, I told him you eat it
[01:36.58]Ay, like real ****, my *****
[01:38.31]I can't be shootin'
[01:39.47]It's gettin' blood on my Giuseppe's and ****
[01:43.10]*****, you do that ****, aye (Sniper gang)
[01:46.08]Rollin' that piff, aye
[01:48.85]Put that tool on that chick, aye
[01:51.59]Ya, ya, ya

作词 : Kodak Black/London On Da Track/Cassius Jay
作曲 : Kodak Black/London On Da Track/Cassius Jay
*****, you do that ****, aye
Rollin' that piff, aye
Put that tool on that chick, aye
Ya ya ya
State tryna give me eight
I told it, you do that ****
Remember kickin' doors
I knock the screws off that bih
Lil' shorty ****ed up
I might put that woolly on that bih
Ain't sleeping on that money, I don't snooze on it
Aye, all you ****** *****, I put some lube on it
While my top drop, they mouth drop like
Who own it?
They like, who in it?
They like, who he is?
Heard that ***** wanted beef, I told him you eat it
You can't book me at the no club
Nah, I just do arenas
Sniper gang in the building my whole crew geekin'
Chopped up in the ride, **** gave it a new meanin'
I found out 'bout my son and he gave me a new reason
I'm hotter than the sun
But I swear my jewels freezin'
And my shoes bleeding, ya
I might move to Venus, ya
Balling like Gilbert Arenas, ya
Lil shawty want my *****, ya
Shawty want my species, ya
Can't even have my feces, ya
Homie want a feature
I might **** my teacher, ya
And I love my PO, aye
Getting chip like Frito Lay
Can't be killing people, aye
I got Gucci on sneakers
No, I can't be killin' *****es
Gettin' blood on my Givenchy's
State tryna give me eight
I told it, you do that ****
Remember kickin' doors
I knock the screws off that bih
Lil' shorty ****ed up
I might put that woolly on that bih
Ain't sleeping on that money, I don't snooze on it
Aye, all you ****** *****, I put some lube on it
While my top drop, they mouth drop like
Who own it?
They like, who in it?
They like, who he is?
Heard that ***** wanted beef, I told him you eat it
Ay, like real ****, my *****
I can't be shootin'
It's gettin' blood on my Giuseppe's and ****
*****, you do that ****, aye (Sniper gang)
Rollin' that piff, aye
Put that tool on that chick, aye
Ya, ya, ya