作词 : Michael Lamar White II/Coi Leray Collins

作曲 : matthew crabtree/Adrian Rupke

Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I can teach that ***** my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah

**** that ***** one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah

Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

I had to slime some *****s out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah

***** ***** know I came from toting poles

And you ain't built like that, lil' *****, you can get exposed, yeah

Yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah

**** *****, what you want? Huh (What you want?)

Know we keep them choppers like a movie role (Movie role)

I just need to know, is it truly smoke? (Truly smoke)

Yeah, 'cause you know we want the smoke, we truly want (Truly want)

To bust shots at the opposition

***** *****, you ain't really in the right position

To be talking that gangster ****, *****, you get hit coming

She like bah, bah, bah, get shot in your head, man

Yeah, get shot where the headband 'posed to be at

***** *****, huh, yeah, uh, uh

***** *****, huh, yeah

You can get hit up

Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I can teach that ***** my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah

**** that ***** one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah

Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

I had to slime some *****s out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah

***** ***** know I came from toting poles

And you ain't built like that, lil' *****, you can get exposed, yeah

Yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head

This a Glock .40, yeah, leave a ***** dead

*****s be lackin', yeah, catch that ***** in traffic, shot him in the back

Might take your *****, yeah, she wanna hang with the gang but this ain't that

Boy be telling, yeah, can't **** with these opp ass *****s, they all rats

Hopped in my bag, Birkin, got out all this cash earned it

Tell me what you need, serve it, man, I make these ******* nervous

Yeah, yeah, ayy, ooh

Mmh, mmh, mmh, ayy

It's a Glock .40

Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I can teach that ***** my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah

**** that ***** one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah

Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

I had to slime some *****s out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah

***** ***** know I came from toting poles

And you ain't built like that, lil' *****, you can get exposed, yeah

Yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)