作曲 : Young Taylor
作词 : Jozee, YE,theChigga
Jozee:
I think the devils feeding on my energy,
my rivalry better bring out the better me,
Two man army we supreme,
Proceed to defeat the enemy,
And Bow down to the cheese,
Every single minute we gon seize,
We don't miss,
The table's turning quick I prolly be that centerpiece,
Always repping for my city tho I'm overseas,
Never switching lane nothing we would oversee,
It be kinda funny if you think you are over me,
Hook1 （Jozee）
You claim you in game but your flow soft,
Got ice in our vein and we boutta go hard,
Everyday my mind racing NASCAR,
Walking living looking like we rockstar rockstar,
Jozee
Bitch get off my D I C K,
I don't celebrate shit on my b day,
roll 20 jays bitch hold that ashtray,
Boutta get lifted and ease my outrage,
I ain't never bout that high hope,
Just want turn my neck and wrist gold
Spitting fire better grab the hose
Gotta see the views when I top the dome
Locking in a deal like a double G
Take the all money yet I need to flee
My mind sharpened like my katana
Learned the lesson and I had paid the fee
Pocket knife or a switchblade
If I get harassed I ma stab they face
I was born riding on the wave
Been Recognizing reals from the fake
Fill my mind wit some deep shit
Been all alone with no witness
Pocket short we gon stretch it
Take your soul then fetch it
Neutralizing my depression
Fore the sun breaks down the moon
Interfering my aggression
I've been stopping my rowdy grew
YE,theChigga:
Popping popping I got this molly on me
Rocking rocking need a some bass and codein
Loosing loosing got this 100 sniper
Flexing flexing cuz I am rock star
I am a rock star, rock star
I got bottles on bottles
I got Models on models
people they call me a rock star
Foreign bitch in my foreign car
I got that bitch she from China
She on the top Balenciaga
White girl she pull up with Cayman
Tonight she party with Demons
Foreign bitch she speak no Mandarin
Welcome to my new wonderland
Bring the culture I represent
Bottle service bill your house rent
She said she loyal down to earth
Then she looking up my net worth
I want a bad gal Rihanna
She straight up no ****ing drama
Hook2 (Ye)
Jimmy Hendrix pull up with Goyard
Bruce Lee this chigga kicking so hard
Shooting porn this bitch she a porn star
Skinny jeans baby I am a rock star
Ye:
Tell them dogs I do no photos
Hitting clubs never go home solo
Baby Chanel on the ceiling
Try to catch me up with feeling
Used to wear these hand me down
Young rich chigga from Chinatown
You said u never get wasted
Couple shot make you faded
Vision bigger meat on the table
kill my vibe I said **** a label
Born and raised by my east side
Take my crew we be worldwide
Winter so cold I need a Bentley truck
KD balling in that thunderstruck
Diamond on my neck kinda icy
20k on my wrist she call me crazy
Dollar and a dream no destination
Thank you haters for the motivation
Christmas in the summer who celebrate
Popping pills then I levitate
Outro(Jozee)
Everyday feeling the same
Every way I keep my pace
Style don't change We still the same
We still same we run the game
Eleven way to elevate
Don't hesitate Reaching the gate
We run the game
We still the same
We still the same
We run the game
Everyday feeling the same
Every way I keep my pace
Style don't change
We still the same
We still same
We run the game