歌词
作词 : Alexander Quezada
作曲 : Alexander Quezada
[Intro]
(Ready)
[Chorus]
I'm makin' plays, yeah (Plays)
I made her day, yeah (Day)
I'm livin' life, yeah (Life)
Huh, from different states, yeah (States)
They cannot go for nothin', yeah (No)
They tried to bang at us (Woah)
Nobody saved us (No)
Now we got that paper (Yeah)
These niggas don't want no smoke with us (Woah), turn them to vapor (Frrah, frrah)
I got that knife on top of my stick that's sharp as razors (Ha)
You ain't give me nothin' when I was locked up, don't ask for favors (You ain't give me nothin')
Ain't check the bag when I walked in, I was finna say somethin' (Say somethin')
I'ma get on your ass 'bout that, no cap, wait 'til I wake up (Frrah)
[Verse]
I got a bag, I got a gun, nigga, what's next? (Nigga, what's next?)
All up in my drеams, on an airplane, hope I don't wreck (Hopе I don't wreck)
It's gon' be a lot of things about me that you really don't get (That you don't get)
You talk to your friends about me, oh, I bet (Oh, I bet)
Niggas goin' down the list on your bitch like a playlist (Like a playlist)
Niggas talk about me every day, baby, what can I fix? (What can I fix?)
Talk to God every day like, "Please watch our six" (Watch my six)
Stayin' actin' wild every day, tryna fight habits (Yeah, yeah)
You can't be the Mobb in the shit, you don't duck no blitz (Don't duck no blitz)
You can't be the Mobb, no, sir (No)
Don't go against my word (No)
That bitch for the streets I heard (Yeah)
Niggas always die, don't learn (Woah)
Nigga could've died on Earth
She a thot, why wife her?
My jersey mine, yeah (Mine)
Tryna see who signed her (Yeah)
Baby, my diamonds all up (Yeah)
Told her don't call her (No)
M-My jersey mine, yeah (Mine)
Tryna see who signed her (Yeah)
Baby, my diamonds all up (Yeah)
Told her don't call her (No)
[Chorus]
I'm makin' plays, yeah (Plays)
I made her day, yeah (Day)
I'm livin' life, yeah (Life)
Huh, from different states, yeah (States)
They cannot go for nothin', yeah (No)
They tried to bang at us (Woah)
Nobody saved us (No)
Now we got that paper (Yeah)
These niggas don't want no smoke with us (Woah), turn them to vapor (Frrah, frrah)
I got that knife on top of my stick that's sharp as razors (Ha)
You ain't give me nothin' when I was locked up, don't ask for favors (You ain't give me nothin')
Ain't check the bag when I walked in, I was finna say somethin' (I was finna say somethin')
I'ma get on your ass 'bout that, no cap, wait 'til I wake up (Frrah)