[00:00.00] 作词 : Day, Matthew William / Lamar, Kendrick
[00:00.16] 作曲 : Day, Matthew William / Lamar, Kendrick
[00:00.33]Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, bitch
[00:03.47]I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, bitch
[00:06.39]Time's up
[00:07.29]Got my coins up, my bars up, soon we find 'em
[00:10.01]We gon' slide 'em, we lined 'em, straight reclined 'em
[00:13.16]Pistol grip, I got all kinds of, I'm not your driver
[00:16.20]Shot gon' hit him, he won't answer, I'm blowing ganja
[00:19.30]So much work, they call me old school, I remind you
[00:22.29]That bitch you think you got is not you, where you find her?
[00:25.13]She a kickstand, a big fan, I get behind her
[00:28.39]Then I slid it in, I win, I win, ayy
[00:30.74]I mean that's bitch shit
[00:31.65]Faking like you got it in your pockets, yeah, that's bitch shit
[00:34.53]Talking to them hoes, you steady gossip, yeah, that's bitch shit
[00:37.57]Telling on your mans so you can scram, yeah, that's bitch shit
[00:40.59]Pull it out and acting like it jam, yeah, that's bitch shit
[00:43.69]Hating on another bitch come-up, yeah, that's bitch shit
[00:46.74]Staying in because you know it's summer, yeah that's bitch shit
[00:49.76]You a bitch boy, on my mama, uh
[00:54.84]Okay, let's get it, bitch, let's get it, woo
[00:58.37]Got a plan, we gon' kill his man
[01:00.16]The gun won't jam, it's on on sight
[01:01.72]I might get life, that's on my life
[01:03.25]The four-four-five, the go, green light
[01:04.78]To build that price, it filled up nice
[01:06.31]The god won't die
[01:07.22]Okay, let's get it, bitch, let's get it, woo
[01:10.65]Seen 'em floss, in my purest form, bitch, I'm greedy, uh
[01:13.51]Goyard tags, filled with hella cash, this my gimme bag
[01:16.57]Singles add, we don't do no class, bitch, nine subtract, ayy
[01:20.14]Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, bitch
[01:22.84]I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, bitch
[01:25.78]Y'all on mute, ain't no back-talk on my block, bitch
[01:28.81]Numb numb juice to the head, **** up the opps, bitch
[01:31.98]Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, bitch
[01:34.99]I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, bitch
[01:37.99]Y'all on mute, ain't no back-talk on my block, bitch
[01:40.99]Numb numb juice to the head, **** up the opps, bitch
[01:44.56]

作词 : Day, Matthew William / Lamar, Kendrick
作曲 : Day, Matthew William / Lamar, Kendrick
Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, bitch
I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, bitch
Time's up
Got my coins up, my bars up, soon we find 'em
We gon' slide 'em, we lined 'em, straight reclined 'em
Pistol grip, I got all kinds of, I'm not your driver
Shot gon' hit him, he won't answer, I'm blowing ganja
So much work, they call me old school, I remind you
That bitch you think you got is not you, where you find her?
She a kickstand, a big fan, I get behind her
Then I slid it in, I win, I win, ayy
I mean that's bitch shit
Faking like you got it in your pockets, yeah, that's bitch shit
Talking to them hoes, you steady gossip, yeah, that's bitch shit
Telling on your mans so you can scram, yeah, that's bitch shit
Pull it out and acting like it jam, yeah, that's bitch shit
Hating on another bitch come-up, yeah, that's bitch shit
Staying in because you know it's summer, yeah that's bitch shit
You a bitch boy, on my mama, uh
Okay, let's get it, bitch, let's get it, woo
Got a plan, we gon' kill his man
The gun won't jam, it's on on sight
I might get life, that's on my life
The four-four-five, the go, green light
To build that price, it filled up nice
The god won't die
Okay, let's get it, bitch, let's get it, woo
Seen 'em floss, in my purest form, bitch, I'm greedy, uh
Goyard tags, filled with hella cash, this my gimme bag
Singles add, we don't do no class, bitch, nine subtract, ayy
Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, bitch
I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, bitch
Y'all on mute, ain't no back-talk on my block, bitch
Numb numb juice to the head, **** up the opps, bitch
Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, bitch
I'm gon' shoot if this thirty's all that I got, bitch
Y'all on mute, ain't no back-talk on my block, bitch
Numb numb juice to the head, **** up the opps, bitch