作词 : Earl T. Stevens/Brandt Jones

作曲 : Earl T. Stevens/Brandt Jones

Half past faded, half past burnt

Half past zooted, half past turnt

Boy, I’m whooped

Boy, I’m whooped

Boy, I’m whooped

I’m whooped

I’m havin’ my mathematics, packin’ them semi-automatics

I was born to be a savage from the cradle to the casket

I’m cut from a different fabric, not no vinyl or no plastic

I ain’t at the airport (but what?)

But I’m getting to the baggage

At the outdoor shooting range is where I practice my science

Tryin’ to apply for my CCW license

The rifles I bust is for hunting wildlife and bison

The people I trust are my family, kids, and my wife

And most of you ******s fakes

See right through you suckas like Christmas wrapping tape

Open you up tryin’ to run up in my estate

Try your luck, meet your fate

Get cut down like a Wagu steak

Put some holes in your face just like a wrought iron gate

I don’t let grass grow up under my feet

I stay bustin’ patterns

I could stay like a license plate at a bar or a tavern

These ******* be on me, they like the way I finesse

The way that I carry it and the way that I dress…BIATCH!

Half past faded, half past burnt

Half past zooted, half past turnt

Boy, I’m whooped

Boy, I’m whooped

Boy, I’m whooped

I’m whooped

Get to feeling like aliens around me (‘round me)

Paranoid, I be on the OG (OG)

Bag underrated if you ask me (ask me)

Could put it in the can where the trash be (trash be)

******* love B-la, he a activist (activist)

Forever locked in with the Africans (Africans)

On the frontline with a black stick (black stick)

Military issue, get to clappin’ them (clappin’ them)

California face on a Georgia peach (Georgia peach)

Met a ****** up when I’m in the streets (in the streets)

Tryin’ to do it all, she a little freak (little freak)

Her homegirl with her, really wanna eat (wanna eat)

Watch her lick it up, she gon’ hit it up (hit it up)

Baby girl a nut, she gon’ spit it up (spit it up)

Remy in her cup, lemon in her blunt (in her blunt)

And I’ve been getting ****** up all month (BIATCH!)

Half past faded, half past burnt

Half past zooted, half past turnt

Boy, I’m whooped (Boy, I’m whooped)

Boy, I’m whooped (Boy, I’m whooped)

Boy, I’m whooped (Boy, I’m whooped)

I’m whooped (Whooped)

Boy, I’m whooped (Boy, I’m whooped)

Boy, I’m whooped (Boy, I’m whooped)

Boy, I’m whooped (Boy, I’m whooped)

I’m whooped (Whooped)