作词 : Alex Christian Jean Petit, Sr./Bryson Potts/Ryan Nerby

作曲 : Alex Christian Jean Petit, Sr./Bryson Potts/Ryan Nerby

(CashMoneyAP)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Mmm)

Shotta Flow 6

(Kio, Kio)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Said I was done, I'm back at it again

Back in the car and we spinnin' the Benz (Brrr)

Slide at yo' man, I'ma shoot at yo' friend (Shoot at yo' friend)

Knock him down and then we do it again (Do it again)

Glock automatic, I changed the pin (Changed the pin)

Pull a car jack and we changed the VIN (Changed the VIN)

Don't give a f**k, we slidin' you in (Yup)

Knuck if you buck, knock the brain out his skin

Tell 'em get low like we doin' limbo (Brr)

Cause I'm steppin' fo' sure

You get hit in yo' throat

Never aimin' at yo' motherf**kin' toe

That's where the tag go when I up the score (Brrr)

Asking my bro is he puffin' on Joe

He was tellin' me "No, it's the n*gg* we smoked" (Brrr)

I didn't know until I seen a ghost so I called up Ghostbusters and sold him a bowl (Brrr)

D*ck in her mouth, she keep gaggin' and suckin' (Gaggin' and suckin')

Nut on her cheeks, she was laughin' and blushin' (Laughin' and blushin')

Grabbing my heat, I be clutchin' for nothing (Clutchin' for nothing)

Crash out then we get to uppin' in public (Uppin' in public)

Big .223 told my n*gg* to tuck it

When I tell you, "Bust it", you better start bustin' (Br-brr-brrr)

I saw a witness, but I'm yellin' "f**k it" (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I started untucking and got me a bucket

I shot at the car when a n*gg* was seven

When I turned eleven, I turned to a felon (Ayy, ayy)

My n*gg* was snakin', I knew I could smell it

When I'm feelin' threatened, I turn into Melly (Ayy)

Free Melly

One pop, we pop, we made him drop

We spinned his block (Come here, come here)

Stand over tops (Come here, come here)

We never stop until that Glock go "pop, pop, pop" (Lets go, lets go, Brrr)

Haha, click

Ayy, n*gg* you know that I hit (What?)

I was up close when I splitted his sh*t (Splitted his sh*t)

Bang the jit, then banged his b*tch (Banged his b*tch)

Hunnid on it, no aiming sh*t (No aiming sh*t)

Barrel burning, no coolin' kit (No coolin' kit)

Mad wax, not claiming it (Not claiming it)

MC with the hammer, I'm too legit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got a b*tch and she really too thick (What?)

She be throwing her fits when she ain't getting d*ck (What?)

Really making me sick, but she do the one trick (What?)

When she split on the d*ck, got me cumming so quick (Ayy, ayy)

And she suck like a tick (Ayy, ayy)

And her throat like a crick' (Ayy, ayy)

Got me hard as a brick, so I shot me a flick (Yeah, yeah)

Ayy, she my dawgs like Vick

Ayy, do what I say, sensei (Like sensei)

Yeah, yeah, these n*gg*s police, they just be undercover

Know how that be it can be your own brother (f**k 'em)

Got in that gutter, start singing like Usher

But we let it burn like he f**k with no rubber (Yeah)

We let it burn like he f**k with no jimmy

My name holding weight, but a n*gg* be skinny

I'm shiesty like Pooh, but I'm not talkin' Winnie

Shoot at yo' committee

I'm talkin' no kizzy (Hehehe)

Yeah, no kizzy (No kizzy)

Ayy, spin on the block 'til a n*gg* get dizzy (Brrr)

I make 'em take a seat like he was with Wendy (Brrr)

Catch him at breakfast and catch him at the club

Like DJ Envy, give him shots of henny (Shots of henny)

How many shots?

I don't know, gave him plenty

I let that boy test me, you shouldn't offend me (Brrr)

Fall in the party, I got this b*tch movin' (Got this b*tch movin')

All in the crowd with my motherf**kin' jewelry (Motherf**kin' jewelry)

Reach and I get me a trial and a jury (Trial and jury)

Know I'm a rapper, I'm also security (Also security)

Lil' Uzi tucked up in my Amiri's (In my Amiri's)

F**kin' a groupie she screaming up here (Up here)

B*tch you too wet cause I knocked on her period (Knocked on her period)

She said it's the d*ck for me, period (Period)

Greatest to do it, need to bring me a trophy (What?)

Know that I'm gangster, but act like a yogi (What?)

Say you a killer, well n*gg* come show me (What? Come here)

Started approachin', then he did aerobics (Brrr)

So much cheese on me, I'm getting loaded (Ayy)

Put the squeeze on him, I left him bloated (Ayy)

She better on her knees, I wonder how low can she go (Ayy, ayy)

She want the sidepiece, and got a promotion (Ayy)

Glock or the Draco (Draco)

Boy you better lay low (Lay low)

Pop-out when the case over (Case over)

Pop-out when the case closed (Case closed)

Wonder where his face go (Where his face go?)

Give that boy a halo (Ha-lo)

My shooter off the meds, he be tweakin' if I say so (What?, Yeah)

B*tch (Come here)

N*gg*

Ayy, six, n*gg* (Brrr)

Yeah, b*tch

Ayy, said I was done, I'm back at it again (Call that)

Back in the car (Call that), we spinnin' the Benz