[00:00.000] 作曲 : Taurus Bartlett[00:00.217] I can know I'm runnin' late, I still won't check the time[00:03.138] Trenches days, my stomach used to ache just so my neck could shine[00:06.007] Hit her DM, she say, "Fly me out," I told her, "Never mind"[00:09.054] Reason I could **** his bitch, I told her better lies[00:12.286] We was really servin' Fentanyl, Kevin Federline[00:15.247] Swear to God I miss my dogs, if I could press rewind[00:18.575] I'm like LeBron when I ball, I'm in a better prime[00:21.358] I'm out here in the field, standin' tall[00:23.379] Shots from his wеapon flyin'[00:25.223][00:26.206] Hustle gang, throw up your flag[00:27.321] .40 bang, we on your ass[00:28.700] Shoppin' spree all through Rodeo[00:30.235] Spеnt 10K just on one tag[00:31.798] Fournem steppin' in designer[00:33.361] Amiri Jeans, Chrome Heart mask[00:34.915] Hot shit crese his top like liners[00:36.456] Play with me, it's gon' go bad[00:38.058] Just a rich gangster technically ain't make it out the streets[00:41.122] Went through phases in this fashion, think I finally reached my peak[00:44.247] Stool pigeon-ass nigga, red beam to off his beak[00:47.347] We'll put this shit right in your face, backdoors for when you sneak[00:50.468] Take vacations with my bae, I love her, she a freak[00:53.515] I'm a stand up-ass nigga, stick my chest out when I speak[00:56.628] Off them Perccies, he keep tryna tweak, he gon' slide for weeks[01:00.007] **** him up, we bring them .30s out, and bitch, we tryna sweep[01:02.822] Pain killers like it's surgeon and I'm high off medicine[01:05.896] If it's war, then bitch, you better spend, we Chiraq veterans[01:08.963] Catch him with his bitch, this Nina hit his hole like lesbian[01:12.032] Like don't do that again, if 12 knockin', we won't let 'em in