作词 : Chauncey Hollis/Jabbar Brown Jr/이주원/Wayman Barrow Jr
作曲 : Chauncey Hollis/Jabbar Brown Jr/이주원/Wayman Barrow Jr
Drug addicts
Hit-Boy
Freed the *****, keep the stick
Peep the drip, *****, I'm rich, ayy
Thirty stick, fifty stick
Drums and s**t, we thunder s**t, ayy
*****, who is you, ayy? Family, not a group, ayy
Ridin' with this tool, couple ****** I'm tryna shoot, ayy
Still with the s**t, and I barely miss
And if this rap s**t don't work,
Then it's back to hittin' licks
*****, I stay with it, every day with it
I'm a side *****, I be main hittin'
My bro ****ed my *****, but I ain't trippin'
We hit all these hoes, we don't claim b*****s (Nope)
Throwin' C's up (Gang), but I ain't crippin' (Gang)
You's a *****, you's a *****, *****, same difference
Foreign lane changin' (Gang), Hellcat lane switchin' (Skrrt)
Waitin' for that mil' like it's Thanksgiving
You can't name a beat that I ain't ripping (Nope)
'96 Bulls, but I ain't Pippen (Jordan)
We got big choppers, y'all got little Glocks
Y'all some lil' ******, *****, we play different (Nerd)
VVS diamonds, all my chains hittin'
You can't name a whip that this chop ain't flippin'
Actin' like you pimpin', *****, you be simpin'
Ten bands or better, or I don't wanna kick it, *****
Freed the *****, keep the stick
Peep the drip, *****, I'm rich, ayy
Thirty stick, fifty stick
Drums and s**t, we thunder s**t, ayy
*****, who is you, ayy? Family, not a group, ayy
Ridin' with this tool, couple ****** I'm tryna shoot, ayy
Still with the s**t, and I barely miss
And if this rap s**t don't work,
Then it's back to hittin' licks
Coke white buffs, these hoes fresher than a ninth grader
Feel like Maino when I'm in my city, I'm like, "Hi, hater"
And I been cheatin' on my forty, me and nine laid up
Nina put the opps in the bed that y'all mind made of
*****, and all my ****** demons, still hope God save us
We got guns big as Godzilla, get your block ate up
And we gon' have to shoot it out if them cops raid us
Always talkin' 'bout what you spent, what you got saved up?
Did a **** if we did it, y'all better not blame us
I remain the same through this s**t, how can y'all change up?
Bro gettin' cussed out by his *****, I hope dawg hang up
If we go down, then that's that, won't let the law break us
I can make a faithful ***** cheat off the whistle
I just wanna ball, I ain't pickin' up my dribble
Touch down in your city, all I need me is a pistol
Thinkin' you take what's mine,
***** must be off the crystal, *****
Freed the *****, keep the stick
Peep the drip, *****, I'm rich, ayy
Thirty stick, fifty stick
Drums and s**t, we thunder s**t, ayy
*****, who is you, ayy? Family, not a group, ayy
Ridin' with this tool, couple ****** I'm tryna shoot, ayy
Still with the s**t, and I barely miss
And if this rap s**t don't work,
Then it's back to hittin' licks