[Verse 1: K=Trap] Shot birds (Birds), yeah, I pot stir (Stir) High if you think I gotta watch first (Huh) Block work, made a hundred in a Tec 'fit ('Fit) Twelve bills for Amiri, this just rips (Rips) No Z flips (No), half brick min' (Min') Pigs pree, I sold three bricks, switched sims (Gone) Young and makin' money like an OG (OG) And I can't remember gettin' cold feet (No) Feed two fiends, I got bujj and them Get it like me, think you couldn't, then you shoulda them We're the ones pullin' them (Pullin' them) And that's known facts (Facts) Four flats and the .44's full of them (Baow) Hammer on me, look like somethin' out the film (Films) Bitch treat me, look like somethin' out the films (Huh) Big bro told me I should chill (Chill, chill) Cah I'm at the spa again, I done a drill (Argh) Spin the pot twice, let it lock nice What you mean no one's there? Spin the block twice (Neoww) They ain't comin' 'round here, nothing's nice (Nothing's nice) Grub wet and I ain't puttin' it in rice (No) Fifty-four a brick, I need a better price Whole brick of bujj, double it, put it in a vice (Double it) I ain't lyin', I could put it on my life (On my life) It's really frying, I could put it on the guys (On the bros)
[Chorus: K-Trap, Blade Brown] Hunger pain (Argh), then the money came Probably hit your bitch on another day (Day) Probably made your boyfriend his first hundred K (Probably) Probably sold you a brick with the underlay (Hahaha) Probably (Huh), probably Drop the brick price, fuck up the economy (Fuck it up) If you see me with your bitch, my apologies (Sorry) If you see me in the kitch', don't bother me (Don't bother)
[Verse 2: Blade Brown] Fly birds and we get 'em back (Get 'em back) Came a long way from tryna pebble that (Ayy) G63 with the leather dash (Trust) Rollin' with a hottie you could never smash (Hahaha) Last reload was lit, they want an encore (They want an encore) But the trap's kinda hot, I'm kinda unsure (Kinda hot) Six bed mansion, one four (Trust) Already made M's, I'm tryna run more (That's work) I was a little nigga with some big dreams (Big dreams) I was sixteen tryna hit fiends (That's work) Never heard your name up in the brick scene (Never) Spend like fifteen on some ripped jeans (That's work) First nigga with a scaley on my line (On my line) Please don't hit my cell if you ain't buyin' (Don't) Zero L's on my record, niggas tryin' (Zero) I just make a call and niggas get it frying Fifty-nine eighty, wrist kinda weighty Asked 'round Hatton and your name's kinda shaky (Kinda shaky) All trap money, no AC (Never) Came a long way from that A3 (That's work) If I get the drop, they'll red up your top (Ayy) Give 'em one shout, that's lead out the Glock Little niggas might tread on your block (They might) And now I can't tell 'em to stop (Nah)
[Chorus: K-Trap, Blade Brown] Hunger pain (Argh), then the money came Probably hit your bitch on another day (Day) Probably made your boyfriend his first hundred K (Probably) Probably sold you a brick with the underlay (Hahaha) Probably (Huh), probably Drop the brick price, fuck up the economy (Fuck it up) If you see me with your bitch, my apologies (Sorry) If you see me in the kitch', don't bother me (Don't bother)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
