[00:00.00]作詞 : A. Graham/R. Ortiz/T. Gomringer/K. Gomringer/J. Raisen/J. Ortiz/M. McCollum/N. Shebib/S. Gaudes/D. Gagliardi/G. Dilara
[00:00.00]作曲 : A. Graham/R. Ortiz/T. Gomringer/K. Gomringer/J. Raisen/J. Ortiz/M. McCollum/N. Shebib/S. Gaudes/D. Gagliardi/G. Dilara
[00:00.00][Intro]
[00:00.42](Wake up, F1LTHY)
[00:04.59]Yeah
[00:06.06][ Chorus]
[00:10.05]We ain't even out in Turks, she finna take sand
[00:12.42]Ridin' 'round with F&N, we like to hold hands
[00:14.46](Oogie Mane he killed it) But with two-sip thot, he ain't leave the bed
[00:17.28]Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red
[00:19.44]If I tell this bitch to pull up, she gon' moped it
[00:21.84]My dawg, he don't smoke on shit, unless it's unleaded
[00:24.21]I don't back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it
[00:26.61]See me when you see me, if it's smoke, dawg, you're unleashy
[00:28.95][Verse]
[00:29.10]Thick Moroccan bitch, this my fav', I'ma go on and beat it
[00:31.47]Lookin' in the mirror, kiss my face, I'm too conceited
[00:33.84]Send a girl home, call another, dawg, I'm too slime
[00:36.36]She ain't wanna eat it on her first day, it's haram
[00:38.79]I don't **** with drugs, poppin' X for the first time
[00:41.25]That shit kicked in, like a two-time world champ
[00:43.62]Booted up, that shit hit up and down, like a skate-ramp
[00:45.93]She vapin' in my room, that shit lit up like a glow-lamp
[00:48.48]Who want smoke? Okay, cool, let's they whole camp
[00:50.85]Big shit popper, we the ones to get your shirt damp
[00:53.31]Niggas try to take a nigga spot, now it's too cramped
[00:55.77]Up, 8AM, geekin' hard, I'm a real vamp
[00:58.17]These niggas got me ****ed up, dawg, I'm too amped
[01:00.66]Mmm-mmm, make this bitch lick me like a mail stamp
[01:03.03]Mmm-mmm, strapped up, **** it, I'ma die lit
[01:05.37]Too slime, posted at the crib in a snake pit
[01:07.83]Every time I tell you how I feel, I don't fake shit
[01:11.43]Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr
[01:13.23]Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, okay
[01:15.42]Everybody got a stick, we don't run fades
[01:17.61][Chorus]
[01:17.94]We ain't even out in Turks, she finna take sand
[01:20.31]Ridin' 'round with F&N, we like to hold hands
[01:22.47](Oogie Mane he killed it) But with two-sip thot, he ain't leave the bed
[01:25.17]Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red
[01:27.33]If I tell this bitch to pull up, she gon' moped it
[01:29.73]My dawg, he don't smoke on shit, unless it's unleaded
[01:32.07]I don't back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it
[01:34.50]See me when you see me, if it's smoke, dawg, you're unleashy