LYRICS
作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn / Joshua Luellen / DeAvonte Kimble / London Tyler Holmes / Nicholas Berlinger / Mateen Kyle Niknam / Nino Rota
作曲 : Nino Rota/Nayvadius Wilburn/Joshua Luellen/London Tyler Holmes/Nicholas Berlinger/DeAvonte Kimble/Mateen Kyle Niknam
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Beat that first case like John Gotti, woah
Beat that first case like
Beat that first case like John Gotti
Anything you want, my dogs got it
Bitch, I'm boss, I call shots
Swear a few bands that the raw spot
What you get trappin' round at the hotel?
Better run a plate 'fore a ho tell
Before I hit the plate, make the house smell
Throwin' up trays of Margielas
Once I'm in the chain, you can have the (Freebandz, nigga)
Motion on motion, that's how I feel
Came from the fiеld, crash first (**** on a app)
Make mama cry 'cause had to hit her whеre it hurts
Come my side, they gon' shoot up the church
From nine-to-five, got nothin' but work
I'm gone on a mission, I'm stayin' alert
I'm the man on the streets, take the top off the 'Vette
Bitch, you feelin' me?
Bitch, they feelin' me too
Got the energy
Tell a ho on a stroll in Tennessee
I control all the motion in Bimini
Really talkin' shit in
All my bitches be turnt
I got stripes on the turf, no kiddin' me
Got my ice on the dirt, is you shittin' me?
Got the load on the boat, dropped the pin
Hit the nitro, the motor, I'm pushin' it (Freebandz)
I don't want a recorder, two hundred me
I'm on top of this shit, killers under me
Might just **** up the money on a tragedy
You put bread on the drummy for threadin' me
Murc, put that table to drummy and press delete
He was drivin', his brain was sittin' on the seat
I popped up at the country to test a trees (Woo)
I been flyer than a pilot, I got the key
**** it, put the narcotics back on the street
Run the block, we gon' snatch you a Cuban link
Hold two Dracos on me 'cause the trench on me
Hit my chains when they clank 'cause I'm turnin' up (Freebandz)
See the money you get, I be burnin' up
That's a forty on the fit I put on the stove
I went out and went got it when time was tough
I roofed up a Bugatti, this one for Chuck
Free my brothers, forever, it's only us
Ain't no love for the others, we set 'em up
Grrr, grrr, skeet
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Beat the first case like John Gotti, woah
Beat the first case like
Beat the first case like John Gotti
Anything you want, my dogs got it
Bitch, I'm boss, I call shots
Swear a few bands that the
Yeah, yeah, skeet
Yeah, yeah, skeet
Skeet
Mixtape Pluto