歌词
Three, man
Dubba-AA flexin'
AI
Louie Bandz made another one
I ain't never did that, nah
Why you acting like that? Nah
I do this **** 'cause ****, I just be in my own world
This is the sound
I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack
Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap
These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other *****s cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I been tryna make it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on
Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', *****s dyin', we gotta show them
These ***** ass *****s done stole him, and we don't even know them
***** try and I'ma blow him right on the scene
***** check how I been flexin' with these hundreds in my jeans
I been trying to shake back, I been loaded off that lean
Tryna come up with a plan, I ain't throwed off as I seem
I'm in Cali at the studio and hoes running in and out
No more sleeping on Montana couch
With a chopper somewhere close around
I been living good on my own, I ain't no baby now
I got platinum plaques around the house
I be high, I ain't worried 'bout y'all
I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack
Don't run up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap
These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other *****s cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I been tryna make it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on
Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', *****s dyin', we gotta show them
These ***** ass *****s done stole him, and we don't even know them
I ain't sit around, mother**** what they make,
I done went that way
I don't play, hundred rounds,
Hundred racks on your brain, young *****s go rampage
This a new Maybach seat, go back more space,
Right between us, an ice tray
Audemar rose gold,
I don't know what the time say, new piece that Shine made
Walkin' 'round with racks on me, mother**** if it's flashy
I come straight up out the street, ain't no pretending, no acting
I don't blame no one for my struggle, I still **** with my daddy
I'm still thuggin', high as ****, ridin' 'round, toting ratchets
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I been tryna make it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on
Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', *****s dyin', we gotta show them
These ***** ass *****s done stole him, and we don't even know them
This is the sound
专辑信息
1.Carter's Son
2.Time I'm On
3.Hot Now
4.Seeming Like It
5.Self Control
6.Make No Sense
7.Rich As Hell
8.Slime Mentality
9.Head Blown
10.Ranada
11.Lonely Child
12.Gang Shit
13.Rebel's Kick It
14.Outta Here Safe (feat. Quando Rondo and NoCap)
15.In Control
16.I Don't Know
17.Where The Love At
18.Free Time