[00:00.000] 作词 : Freddie Gibbs/The Alchemist
[00:00.416] 作曲 : Freddie Gibbs/The Alchemist
[00:00.832][Intro]
[00:03.656]Yeah
[00:06.850]Check, check
[00:08.296]Yeah, I'ma go all, all the way through this shit
[00:10.167]Check, check
[00:10.920]You know I'm one of the best nigga to ever do this shit, you feel me?
[00:12.434]
[00:12.877][Verse 1]
[00:13.803]Smokin' opps, walk down your block, I put that bitch in shock
[00:16.745]Wipe his nose, tag on they toes, I just knocked off his socks (Yeah)
[00:19.907]Hundred shots came right back at us, same day, ain't nothin' drop
[00:23.423]Send your shooter back to you shot, tell 'em you ****ing flopped
[00:26.785]Just say my name, Mr. Insane, crack on my razor blade
[00:29.953]Break it to the left, put the gang on my chest, that's cradle to the grave
[00:33.373]Took it to the West, had my own cash on deck, put a bad bitch on the plane
[00:36.933]Soon as we landed, we shop for that fetti
[00:38.790]This Mafia shit, boy, you don't understand me
[00:40.051]Y'all tried it though
[00:40.712]
[00:40.878][Chorus]
[00:41.083]Tried to pull a nigga back, but that life I left it (Yeah)
[00:44.321]R-EVs and i7s turn my garage electric (Yeah)
[00:47.438]I said, "Bitch, open your heart, or you might just block your blessing" (Yeah)
[00:50.488]She sucked my dick after church in these lemon pepper steppers
[00:53.286]
[00:53.478][Verse 2]
[00:53.746]Smokin' dope, fresh off the boat, she said her throat the GOAT
[00:56.757]I gave all my side hoes a rope, climb up or ****ing choke
[01:00.007]**** it, yo – turn niggas ghost, I inhale all the smoke
[01:03.196]Make promoters cancel your show, fifty guns at the door
[01:06.694]So say my name, Mr. Insane, blood on my razor blade
[01:09.961]Nigga shoulda jacked me and whacked me, what's happenin'?
[01:12.162]Now I feel no ****in' pain
[01:13.450]Being too extra, you need extra people
[01:15.010]Your pockets ain't ready for war, I can peep it
[01:16.515]It's Rabbit the Reaper, I'll send out them creepers
[01:18.130]You nigga is nervous, it won't be no sleeping
[01:19.903]Y'all tried it though
[01:20.764]
[01:21.195][Chorus]
[01:21.401]Tried to break niggas down, tryna block my blessings (Yeah)
[01:24.248]R-EVs and i7s turn my garage electric (Yeah)
[01:27.462]Too cheap to cop a Bugatti, too gangster for a Tesla (Yeah)
[01:30.337]She sucked my dick after church in these lemon pepper steppers (Uh)
[01:32.597]
[01:32.882][Post-Chorus]
[01:33.816](Yeah) Smokin' dope
[01:42.346]She said her throat the GOAT (Yeah)
[01:44.233]Yeah, yeah
[01:54.318]Smokin' dope
[01:55.574]She said her throat the GOAT, yeah
[01:58.267]Yeah, yeah
[02:00.190]
[02:00.448][Outro]
[02:06.029]I want it to be good for you preachers that say: "God don't look at the outlet". He look at the heart, don't tell me that lie
[02:17.823]Amen

作词 : Freddie Gibbs/The Alchemist
作曲 : Freddie Gibbs/The Alchemist
Yeah
Check, check
Yeah, I'ma go all, all the way through this shit
Check, check
You know I'm one of the best nigga to ever do this shit, you feel me?

Smokin' opps, walk down your block, I put that bitch in shock
Wipe his nose, tag on they toes, I just knocked off his socks (Yeah)
Hundred shots came right back at us, same day, ain't nothin' drop
Send your shooter back to you shot, tell 'em you ****ing flopped
Just say my name, Mr. Insane, crack on my razor blade
Break it to the left, put the gang on my chest, that's cradle to the grave
Took it to the West, had my own cash on deck, put a bad bitch on the plane
Soon as we landed, we shop for that fetti
This Mafia shit, boy, you don't understand me
Y'all tried it though

Tried to pull a nigga back, but that life I left it (Yeah)
R-EVs and i7s turn my garage electric (Yeah)
I said, "Bitch, open your heart, or you might just block your blessing" (Yeah)
She sucked my dick after church in these lemon pepper steppers

Smokin' dope, fresh off the boat, she said her throat the GOAT
I gave all my side hoes a rope, climb up or ****ing choke
**** it, yo – turn niggas ghost, I inhale all the smoke
Make promoters cancel your show, fifty guns at the door
So say my name, Mr. Insane, blood on my razor blade
Nigga shoulda jacked me and whacked me, what's happenin'?
Now I feel no ****in' pain
Being too extra, you need extra people
Your pockets ain't ready for war, I can peep it
It's Rabbit the Reaper, I'll send out them creepers
You nigga is nervous, it won't be no sleeping
Y'all tried it though

Tried to break niggas down, tryna block my blessings (Yeah)
R-EVs and i7s turn my garage electric (Yeah)
Too cheap to cop a Bugatti, too gangster for a Tesla (Yeah)
She sucked my dick after church in these lemon pepper steppers (Uh)

(Yeah) Smokin' dope
She said her throat the GOAT (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Smokin' dope
She said her throat the GOAT, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I want it to be good for you preachers that say: "God don't look at the outlet". He look at the heart, don't tell me that lie
Amen