作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden/Dejuane Dunwood/A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Kentrell DeSean Gaulden/Dejuane Dunwood/A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

(Cha-cing)

Okay, let's go *****

(Rocco did it again)

(Wait a minute, who are you?)

(Ayy yo Kid)

I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s

Baby, these ***** ass *****s ain't crazy

Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby

(Hold on, Lil' Top, talk to 'em *****)

And I make my ***** talk to me when we ****in' (Talk back)

Big rocks on my wrist I bust it (Bling)

Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (Let's go)

Get lost on a *****, ain't nothin'

She say I look good, *****, I been doin' pushups

Play with Baby and Top, *****, good luck

My lil' daughter two, but got six figures put up

Knock his head off his neck before he look up

Ten toes in they chest for a check

*****, I stood up (What that mean?)

I stood up on they neck for a check (Uh-huh)

Now my head get 'em stressed, I'm a vet

I get 300K for a show, *****, I'm blessed

Go to trippin' and go tell them hoes get down

I spray it, I don't go no hammers (Boom, bow)

We be pullin' up back to back, play, we gon' handle that

I'ma work 'em with Three and Montana

Go to buck and won't wait 'fore it to touch 'em

He started, you know he gon' get his shit cancelled (Cancelled)

Put that stick to yo' face, screamin' out 4K Trey

From the north of Baton Rouge to Atlanta (Brrt, brrt)

Talk out his shit top, put them bands on a *****

I be runnin' my city, the police don't like it

'Cause they know we be steppin' on shit (Steppin' on shit)

Put that blick on ya brother, you feelin' someway

Make him hot, tell 'em dig up the ***** (Dig up the *****)

Since you want it bad, how you livin' lil' *****?

You know I be havin' this shit (Shoot a lil' *****)

Paranoid every day, I be feelin' someway

When you bring up the static and shit

Switched the channel, we fixin' that static (It's switched)

Give a ***** a clip, he can have it (He get it)

Get to hittin' so quick, they think it's automatic (Boom, boom)

***** gon' try to hide in the house

Get his ass to come out, hit his ***** ass in traffic (Like boom)

Made a song in ten minutes, went platinum

Know we still with the shits, send a hit, we get active (Yeah)

Mention YB or Baby, the game in the padlock (Yeah)

My lil' ***** got that ass with no waist, pretty face, a six pack (Mmm)

*****s think she got ass shots

I hit her from the back 'til we pass out (Uh-huh)

I Kurt Angle that ho, put her leg in the air, ankle lock

Hold that ***** 'til she tap out (*****)

Be on deep on ya street with that strap out (One deep)

**** a rapper, let's see what the rap 'bout

Got a brand new pistol, *****

I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s

Baby, these ***** ass *****s ain't crazy

Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby

(Hold on, Lil' Top, talk to 'em *****)

And I make my ***** talk to me when we ****in' (Talk back)

Big rocks on my wrist I bust it (Bling)

Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (Let's go)

Get lost on a *****, ain't nothin'

Mic check 1-2, check one, stretch two

When it come to murder, you know how we do

When I walk in the *****, keep your hands to yourself

It go down, shoot it up, spin again in the coupe (Bang, bang)

When you come to my house, you see everything new

You prolly will find a strap in every room

I went bought me a Rollie on top of his Patek

But, *****, it ain't on, I'ma jump out with two

Shorty say, she on me, yeah

We be on her ass, soon as I walk in the room

***** don't know me, yeah, we be on his ass

Stalk him out through the day to the moon

Street *****, I don't never pick and choose

I be totin' on somethin', eight thousand, them ***** ***** move

Soon as we run down , we gon' dead 'em

You know that it's certain, we never be leavin' no clues *****

Hold on, we'll tell 'em *****, believe that

I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s

Baby, these ***** ass *****s ain't crazy

Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby

(Hold on, Lil' Top, talk to 'em *****)

And I make my ***** talk to me when we ****in' (Talk back)

Big rocks on my wrist I bust it (Bling)

Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (Let's go)

Get lost on a *****, ain't nothin'

I make it jump like I'm Giannis (Disani)

Tryna see how it feel from behind her (Let's go)

Know lil' ***** ain't shit, don't deserve to suck ****

Make that ***** give me head with a condom (Uh-huh)

Wanna gamble and crap out, let's get it

We put racks on his mother****in' cap like a fitted (No cap)

Baby, pull up 2020, hop out like it's nothin'

That lil' ***** stuntin', he shittin' (Grr)

I get high by myself in the sky box (Yeah)

I came out the house, two F&N's for the day (Two)

Let 'em go like a pro, let 'em try now (Let's try)

I can't go like a ho, I'ma bond out (*****)

Send my bro, up the score, let 'em find out (Uh)

Pick up my boo from school and we sign out (Mwah)

Any ho that get rude, gettin' time out, talk to 'em *****

I make it jump like, like crack in the 80s

Baby, these ***** ass *****s ain't crazy

Broke ass, ASCAP go straight to my baby

(Hold on, Lil' Top, talk to 'em *****)

And I make my ***** talk to me when we ****in' (Talk back)

Big rocks on my wrist I bust it (Bling)

Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (Let's go)

Get lost on a *****, ain't nothin'

Blame it on baby, *****

Blame it on mother****in' baby, *****

Blame it on baby, blame it on baby

Yeah, let's g