作曲:Waka Flocka Flame
作词:Waka Flocka Flame
See we did this ** for the streets
My ** in the same game
I'm a gap on the wall
Yeah mom but that sneakers in
Hanging out the clock
** play gon' hit it top
Send the shots back to the ops like a picture
He get crop I was just a young **
I can be I hit the block
Got them thinking we can shorty and cut a trap
House full of mop
I just ** your ** and cross
You kissed her and she gave me top forty on me
I don't box my ** ** up the game like a
Popping out the club
Yeah you man dj big tiny trap alex
Brian six yeah but the streets
Who why you started beating out the clock **
** play gonna hit it up
Sending shots back to the opps
Like a picture he get cropped
I was just a young ** like and beat I hit the block
Got him thinking we consolians
Cut a trap house full of mop
I just ** your ** and crossed
You kissed her and she gave me top forty on me
I don't box my ** ** up the gang like a bike
Ain't talking door wheel taking ** like the fox
You play you get put in the box
I heard you was snitching just like a radio station
Your ** giving out trucks lingo lingo lingo
You be screaming bands I be saying craze
You call it a mansion I call it dust state
You be saying drip we call it delay
You say you getting bread they know I'm getting cake
My lingo old school your lingo new school
Million dollar studios you still used to broke
To my lingo it's ** like a c note
I'm in a g five blowing good ** smoke
We are not the same we in a different league
Cut from a different club born from a different breed
I talk different craymoney we talking fortunes
Counting up a half a billion in a fortress
Big drip but I'm something like a big lake
Just know it cost in cost these bullets
Faster than a porsche
I dump ashes on your corpse if you ** with g
Thirty hanging out the glock ** play gone hit
It top sending shots back to the opps like a picture he get
Cropped I was just a young ** likei hit the block
Got 'em thinking we constrotians
Cut a trap house full of mob
I just bought your ** in cross you distant
And she gave me top forty on me
I don't box my ** ** up the gang like a bike
Ain't talking door or we'll take a ** like the fox
You play you get put in a box
I heard you was snitching just like a radio station boy
Your ** here in our drops
Don't ** with the cops
Yo I ain't jessan boy I been highthe rock
They sticking it clapping like it's giving prop
It's a homicide police breaking out the chop
** mama crying son out they ** all his block
We gonna make it hot
Potato barrel that's a tattered top
I'm going down like a moron
Standing longer than my phone
I'm all about **
Cocoon sticks they looking like broom
But then the clips on the baboon huh huh
I got awatch out like tune
Let jimmy take off to the moon huh huh
They keep on asking when that tape dropping
And she coming soon
Huh huh my lil ** told the mac
And he gonna spray it like perfume huh
Thirty hanging out the glock ** play gone
Hit his top
Sending shots back to the opps like a picture he get
Cropped
I was just a young ** likeand beat I hit the block
Got them thinking we could sodians
Cut a trap house full of mop
I just ** your ** in cross
You kissed her and she gave me top
Forty on me I don't box
My ** ** up the game like a bike
Ain't talking door wheel
Taking ** like the **
You play you get put in the box
I heard you was snitching just like a radio station
Boy your ** even outbox
You could walk outside then boom
Now you dead today today
Life could be a mean **
Or she could be a golden child
Poverty and welfare growing up as a poster child
Hit squad **
What they gon' call me everything but a broke **
I remember kicking doors in terror coats **
Now I'm riding down terror in a ghost **
Homie flocka I'm a bet
Every penny on jimmy if you touching the smoke