作词 : Crews Richardson
作曲 : Crews Richardson
Yeah
Southside, Nawfside
Hey
Diplomat, 12 (Diplomat)
Don't get caught with the fire like Juelz (Fire)
Eighteen wheeler loaded up with bales (Load)
Shorty caught a body, but he didn't leave a trail (No)
Lying outside, the trap clientele (Clients)
Matt white Bentley coupe, shit look pale (Skrt skrt)
I slide on a nigga, hot box, no L's, yeah (Hot box)
And we got stripes, like the ref (Stripes)
Goyard racks in my luggage (Racks)
I don't want your ho, we f*ck buddies (Ho)
The gang pull up, like Huggies (Skrt skrt)
Put her on the molly, then she turned to a zombie (Yeah)
What you grind for? I grind for the money (Grind)
Big boy stones, these carrots, Bugs bunny (Stoned)
Watch your tone, get the gunnin', we ain't tussling (Stoned)
I stay up with the AR-15 like crutches (Offset!)
I got a magic trick for the lil' bitch (Magic)
You gotta f*ck the gang, 'fore you suck this dick (Gang)
Swervin' in the lane, Bentayga body kit (Lane)
I could pay a dime, take a nigga life quick (Dime)
Bad bitch bag, I'ma need a forklift (Bad)
25 brick, put it on a road trip (Road trip)
This Patek ain't shit, a hundred K I spent (Brrr)
Don't bump out your lip, a hundred K's gon' spit
I'ma take a brick, cartwheel, backflip (Flip)
Wanna be Superman but you're not Clark Kent (No)
Fish bowl Wraith, bitch see me, no tint (Hey)
I used to want a million now I'm sitting on six (Six)
Old ladies want to take pics (Flash)
My old lady richer than rich (Rich)
Boom boom, kick the door, hit licks (Boom boom)
Don't see a snake, but I hear a sssss (Sssss)
Fresh blues out the bank, real crisp (Crisp blues)
These broke hoes make me sick (Mad)
Glock 4-0, thirty round dick (Grrrr)
Kel-Tec, hit-hit, it don't kick (Hit hit)
Diplomat, 12 (Diplomat)
Don't get caught with the fire like Juelz (Fire)
Eighteen wheeler loaded up with bales (Load)
Shorty caught a body, but he didn't leave a trail (No)
Lying outside, the trap clientele (Clients)
Matt white Bentley coupe, shit look pale (Skrt skrt)
I slide on a nigga, hot box, no L's, yeah (Hot box)
And we got stripes, like the ref (Stripes)
Goyard racks in my luggage (Racks)
I don't want your ho, we f*ck buddies (Ho)
The gang pull up, like Huggies (Skrt skrt)
Put her on the molly, then she turned to a zombie (Yeah)
What you grind for? I grind for the money (Grind)
Big boy stones, these carrots, Bugs bunny (Stoned)
Watch your tone, get the gunnin' we ain't tussling (Stoned)
I stay up with the AR-15 like crutches (Grra)
Diplomat, y'all b*tch
Y'all b*tch wanna eat my dick
Blew up on the scene with a hunnid on the wrist
F*cked that b*tch, yeah, add it to the list
Throwin' out an oop, great assist
I'm so hot, they can't resist
Offset in the bed with a whole lot of racks
That girl wants to play games
Hit her with the tags, yeah
Girls be used up, like that climax, b*tch
Clean your ear, shit, you got earwax
This not about you, so you need to relax
B*tch, close yours, ****, she needed to chill out
B*tch just want to me for the clout
Shut the f*ck up, all you do is pout
Yeah, I'm gonna sauce
I'm going all out
Doing all these things, they can't stop me
Hold on, I'll be right back, I gotta go pee
Hold up, y'all, AR-15 .223s
Diplomat, 12 (Diplomat)
Don't get caught with the fire like Juelz (Fire)
Eighteen wheeler loaded up with bales (Load)
Shorty caught a body, but he didn't leave a trail (No)
Lying outside, the trap clientele (Clients)
Matt white Bentley coupe, shit look pale (Skrt skrt)
I slide on a nigga, hot box, no L's, yeah (Hot box)
And we got stripes, like the ref (Stripes)
Goyard racks in my luggage (Racks)
I don't want your ho, we f*ck buddies (Ho)
The gang pull up, like Huggies (Skrt skrt)
Put her on the molly, then she turned to a zombie (Yeah)
What you grind for? I grind for the money (Grind)
Big boy stones, these carrots, Bugs bunny (Stoned)
Watch your tone, get the gunnin' we ain't tussling (Stoned)
I stay up with the AR-15 like crutches (Grra)