歌词
作词 : Ronald Latour/Daveon Jackson/Jarad Higgins
作曲 : Ronald Latour/Daveon Jackson/Jarad Higgins
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That Kel-Tec kick, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
New Kel-Tec, b***h, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh
Disrespect then I'm gon' take your breath, uh, uh, uh
In the trap, whip crack and crystal meth, uh, uh, uh
In a sec', intercept, cut your stom', case you say shit
I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick
On that gun is a b***h, I'm gon' **** your face with it
I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick
On my gun is a b***h, I'm gon' **** your face with it, uh
And her p***y wet, huh, just like a slip n' slide
She gon' let me ****, huh, yeah, I get inside
Chopper heat seeker, run, but you can't hide
Police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride, ayy
C*****e with the Percs, take too many, feel like I'ma die, ayy
I can't go out like that, ain't tryna make my mama cry, ayy
Chopper with a thirty in that,
I pull up on him, leave him traumatized, ayy
I can change anything, got them Obama eyes, ayy
B***h I be sicker than syphilis
**** niggas trippin' and I'ma get rid of 'em, uh
My eyes go blacker then licorice
I hit a lick and I ended up killin' 'em, uh
She tell me I taste just like a lollipop
She can't stop lickin' me, uh
B***h I'm the GOAT, nigga, you suck
You wanna fight? Nigga, what's up?
Um, every day I'm on go mode with a four-oh up in my pants
Slump off of the Percs and the c*****e, no more can I ever do Xans
Um, I take drugs when I'm copin', uh
Syphilis+Death Race For Love (Bonus Track Version)+Mama told me it turned to a shit fiend, uh
Niggas in jail droppin' the soap like what?
I heard that that was your homie, yeah
I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick
On that gun is a b***h, I'm gon' **** your face with it
I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick
On my gun is a b***h, I'm gon' **** your face with it, uh
Haha, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, okay, okay okay okay
Huh, yeah, huh
**** all these other goofy ass niggas, man
**** all these fake niggas
Ain't trippin' off no regular old b***h
Uh-uh, No Limit Gang, huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Double that, yeah, huh, triple that, yeah, huh
Yeah, quadruple that, huh, yeah, huh, yeah
One more, that's five times platinum, huh, yeah