歌词
作词 : Peter Iskander/Bill K. Kapri/Miles Parks Mccollum/karon malcolm vantrees/Mikey Samuels II
作曲 : Peter Iskander/Bill K. Kapri/Miles Parks Mccollum/karon malcolm vantrees/Mikey Samuels II
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Bust a NOLA down (Bust it)
Switches on the blickies, hit it, make the motor sound (Hit it)
Make it automatic, Maybach came with a tab (Yeah)
And them gassin', I get high and pray it's everlastin' (Whatever)
Broke some mama hearts, n***a tore apart some families (Yeah)
When I see you, n***a, it's gon' be a shit show, n***a
When I see you, n***a, it's gon' be a shit show
It feel good, in the hood, we call him Brisco
Rob him out his pants, make him dance, n***a, disco
[Verse 1: Kodak Black & Veeze]
Backin' away from smuts, got to be careful who you love
Got to keep it tucked, watchin' who you give your trust
Three-point-five, stuffed, blunt, huff, huff, huff, puff
Be my ice crushed up, double cup stuffed
Knuck if you buck, nigga, jump and get mugged
You can look, but don't touch, baby, unless you tryin' to ****
Soon a nigga say it's up, I'll be right on his butt
N***a ain't want to shut up, I sent him right with his bro (Gang, gang, gang)
[Verse 2: Veeze]
How a nigga say it's up? He outside without no gun (Bah, bah)
Baby want to see my sauce, I say she must be on hard drugs
I go to the mall with twenty-thousand, ain't even have the shit I want
Ain't even get drunk, he bring that wockhard back, he got it
[Chorus: Kodak Black & Lil Yachty]
Bust a NOLA down (Bust it)
Switches on the blickies, hit it, make the motor sound (Hit it)
Make it automatic, Maybach came with a tab (Yeah)
And them gassin', I get high and pray it's everlastin' (Whatever)
Broke some mama hearts, n***a tore apart some families (Yeah)
When I see you, n***a, it's gon' be a shit show, n***a
When I see you, n***a, it's gon' be a shit show
It feel good, in the hood, we call him Brisco
Rob him out his pants, make him dance, n***a, disco (It's us)
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Ain't back and forth with none of these n****s, these boys be piss poor
Slippin' and slidin', shit get violent, I'm tryin' to hit a ho' (Brr)
All of my hoes be teamed up, I move like Derrick Rose (Brr)
I'll beef with the IRS, I don't beef with no nigga who break down bowls (Brr)
Paid twenty-five thousand on phones, my dog keep gettin' sent straight to the hole
I'll **** a b***h, nut in her soul, primetime, beat up the role
D**kridin', n****s is hoes, b***h, slap her head up his ho'
If it's up, it'll not make it in post (Right, right)
N****s want me broke, n****s want me dead (Right, right)
B***h, I put you on, don't let it go to your head (Right, right)
That wocky felt like floor, I still ain't seen a bed (Right, right)
I'm quick to cut a ho' head, it's us, I ain't never said
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Bust a NOLA down (Bust it)
Switches on the blickies, hit it, make the motor sound (Hit it)
Make it automatic, Maybach came with a tab (Yeah)
And them gassin', I get high and pray it's everlastin' (Whatever)
Broke some mama hearts, n***a tore apart some families (Yeah)
When I see you, n***a, it's gon' be a shit show, n***a
When I see you, n***a, it's gon' be a shit show
It feel good, in the hood, we call him Brisco
Rob him out his pants, make him dance, n***a, disco