歌词
[Intro]
Young and turnt
Hey, I'm doin' for the bottom, everybody gotta do sum'
Cuban link, two-tone (Savage)
***** I roll, I trap with two phones (Dawg), yeah
Life, three cars and two homes (Skrrt, pull up)
*****, what the **** is you on? (What you on?)
Yeah, turn it up
[Verse]
Put my feelings to the side, *****, we got a bag
Why move to the A? It's closer to the Nash'
I been ****in' with that yay, I'm down to my last rounds, yeah
Lil' 'cuz been hittin' the work but I'm needed
I seen his murder, whole, half, like I'm greedy
Fell out with my best friend over six grams
Now I ain't got a best man but I got fans
Show you how to stretch ten turn it to a hunnid
I just did five hunnid, *****, this summer
So anything gun or eighteen, *****, run 'em
Or anybody payin' forty-five when you want 'em, it get deeper
My ***** got a dark cloud over his soul
We all arrested, *****s ****in' our hoes
He prolly feeling' bad, like baby, "I kinda feel"
Me, I fly bad ***** out still
Main *******, I got twelve, sad *******, prolly ten
She say I ****er her friend, I mean, I prolly did
And I don't feel bad, my *****, I gotta live
Turn that switch on, what kinda lame switch that ***** ***** on
Free my ***** Act', he shoulda been home
Won't hit the road with nothing that got flint on it
Long sleeve Caddy with the tint on it
Took her to the set, blew a ten on her
That's your ***** with doggy, bone, I been on her
It get deeper
Remember late nights lurkin', ridin' with the reapers
Remember I lost that lil' one, twenties, up in the cleaners
Get your shit pushed back, *****, we been cookin' rap *****s
King of West city, *****, I been took that *****
I ain't finessed the city out of shit, *****, I got fire
Range truck, Caddy, whatever, *****, I'll buy it
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