歌手:Youngboy Never Broke Again
专辑:《Realer 2》

作词 : Bryan Beachley/Daniel ‘DRoc’ Lebrun/Jason Goldberg / 2921783/Kentrell Gaulden/Nathan Alemu
作曲 : Bryan Beachley/Daniel ‘DRoc’ Lebrun/Jason Goldberg / 2921783/Kentrell Gaulden/Nathan Alemu
Hol' on, hol' on
Woah, woah, woah
Ah, uh, gang
Baow
(D-Roc)
Let's do it
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Bitch, you better not step on top my mother****in' shoes, huh
Love a bitch, think they can play with top gun, make the news
I bought my whole ****in' crew, they dummy, I'm tryna see what you gon' go
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Muscle like a steak, my Giseppe's all about blue
I'm in here, who gon' stretch me? Know my 5 snuck his tool
Soon as I point, know he gon' shoot, that's how he do, that be my doola
Sada boom, yeah, yeah
Soon as we gon' start this bitch, hop out
They hatin', they better stop that shit, can't stop they numbers, I'm hot now
This money, got a lot of it, go tell 'em put the Top sound (Top sound)
Shorty wanna **** me, say she lovе me
Know that I'm thuggin', I ain't goin' for nothin'
I push the button, it turn out ugly
I say "**** it, it's a murder scеne"
Thugged up and I'm screamin' "Free my cousin" on all plenty lanes
Shorty wanna chill, but I couldn't right now
I've been rollin' off them pills and I can't think right now
Let a nigga play, he gon' get—, kill 'em out the window hangin' out
We bang it out, try knock 'em out, bitch, close your mouth, yeah
This TEC can make you hit the deck, they roll you out, yeah
Know that we grimy than a mother****er, **** him, let his mama love him
Outside, we slam this stupid mother****er
Tryna keep us set above water, we plugged 'em
Better learn how to swim or you in trouble (Bitch, ha)
Bitch, I know what you thinkin', better not mother****in' play with me
Leave your brain outside, just with your head head bust up the side of the streets
All my niggas stand on business, I'd die for them, all they'll die for me
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Bitch, you better not step on top my mother****in' shoes, huh
Love a bitch, think they can play with top gun, make the news
I bought my whole ****in' crew, they dummy, I'm tryna see what you gon' go
Shorty wanna chill, but I couldn't right now
I've been rollin' off them pills and I can't think right now
Let a nigga play, he gon' get—, kill 'em out the window hangin' out
We bang it out, try knock 'em out, bitch, close your mouth, yeah