作词 : Kimetrius Foose/Ben Sturdivant/Gibbo/Armada 作曲 : Kimetrius Foose/Ben Sturdivant/Gibbo/Armada Yeah Mm-hmm, yeah, oh Yeah Mmm, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Based1 got them bands, ho Chorus Walk in, iced out, whole team got on Cuban links Niggas be hatin', I don't care what a **** nigga really think I'm gettin' this money, niggas know I get it every time I blink I'm stuntin', it's nothin', deep think but I promise that I never sink Post-Chorus And I know why you hatin' on me And I know you're an enemy I know you're not no friend to me But I know, yeah, okay Verse 1 Walk in, MAC-11 Lay a nigga down on the ground Don't say nothin', don't say nothin' Don't say nothin', don't make a sound This nigga look crazy Look in his face, he gon' lay you down Say somethin', we runnin' Lay low, then we move right out of town Gotta boss shit, gotta man up Gotta stand up, do it for thе team Gotta get the green by any mеans Niggas know what a young nigga really mean I ain't have no food on my ****in' plate Had to really go make a ****in' way Now everywhere I go, yeah, I ****in' stay 'Cause I got it like that, yeah, it's ****in' made Interlude Yeah, everything I got for, I paid for These niggas be so broke, bro, I don't even wanna talk about it Like, you know what I'm sayin' Like, niggas be- And I'm tryna like, I don't even wanna learn about it, uh So I'm gon' like... Verse 2 Bow, punch a nigga right in his shit Gang hatin' with the arms out the window All them niggas lay low when we come through They thought we was totin' on extendos And you know that I really got a .30 beam Yeah, Stan, he be ridin' for the ****in' team All we got, yeah, we really got the ****in' green I be doing everything by any means You get it, yeah I speak 'cause I'm a man of my word These niggas be actin' like nerds These niggas, they shit, they turds But I don't wanna talk about them I'm back, I'm back on the pivot Them niggas, they know how I'm livin' Lil Skies, I be stackin' the spinach Gotta think about everything now The people be lookin' like, Wow On stage, I jump in the crowd You know my niggas go wild Smokin' gas, this no Black and Mild How I work, I'ma work for a while I promise we up on 'em now Nigga, we'll never come down Chorus Walk in, iced out, whole team got on Cuban links Niggas be hatin', I don't care what a **** nigga really think I'm getting this money, niggas know I get it every time I blink I'm stuntin', it's nothin', deep think but I promise that I never sink Post-Chorus And I know why you hatin' on me And I know you're an enemy I know you're not no friend to me But I know, yeah, yeah Verse 3 Bad vibes, I gotta keep that off me I don't really wanna **** with a broke bitch She bad like morning breath and coffee My life, I really been balling Demons, gotta shake them off me Don't talk to me, you can't stop me My drip exclusive, saucy How did you get my number Tell that bitch, Don't ever call me She hit my line, she balling I told her, Sorry, not sorry I came up like Jabari I'm swervin' up in the car-y She know I'm not retardy I'm smoking, I'm high like martian In the sky with the UFO It's me and all my bros We came up like the wolves **** around, we wipe your nose I got exclusive clothes You can't get this in stores Yeah It's a must, everything, yeah, gotta go Chorus Walk in, iced out, whole team got on Cuban links Niggas be hatin', I don't care what a **** nigga really think I'm getting this money, niggas know I get it every time I blink I'm stuntin', it's nothin', deep think but I promise that I never sink Post-Chorus And I know why you hatin' on me And I know you're an enemy I know you're not no friend to me But I know, yeah, okay
作词 : Kimetrius Foose/Ben Sturdivant/Gibbo/Armada 作曲 : Kimetrius Foose/Ben Sturdivant/Gibbo/Armada Yeah Mm-hmm, yeah, oh Yeah Mmm, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Based1 got them bands, ho Chorus Walk in, iced out, whole team got on Cuban links Niggas be hatin', I don't care what a **** nigga really think I'm gettin' this money, niggas know I get it every time I blink I'm stuntin', it's nothin', deep think but I promise that I never sink Post-Chorus And I know why you hatin' on me And I know you're an enemy I know you're not no friend to me But I know, yeah, okay Verse 1 Walk in, MAC-11 Lay a nigga down on the ground Don't say nothin', don't say nothin' Don't say nothin', don't make a sound This nigga look crazy Look in his face, he gon' lay you down Say somethin', we runnin' Lay low, then we move right out of town Gotta boss shit, gotta man up Gotta stand up, do it for thе team Gotta get the green by any mеans Niggas know what a young nigga really mean I ain't have no food on my ****in' plate Had to really go make a ****in' way Now everywhere I go, yeah, I ****in' stay 'Cause I got it like that, yeah, it's ****in' made Interlude Yeah, everything I got for, I paid for These niggas be so broke, bro, I don't even wanna talk about it Like, you know what I'm sayin' Like, niggas be- And I'm tryna like, I don't even wanna learn about it, uh So I'm gon' like... Verse 2 Bow, punch a nigga right in his shit Gang hatin' with the arms out the window All them niggas lay low when we come through They thought we was totin' on extendos And you know that I really got a .30 beam Yeah, Stan, he be ridin' for the ****in' team All we got, yeah, we really got the ****in' green I be doing everything by any means You get it, yeah I speak 'cause I'm a man of my word These niggas be actin' like nerds These niggas, they shit, they turds But I don't wanna talk about them I'm back, I'm back on the pivot Them niggas, they know how I'm livin' Lil Skies, I be stackin' the spinach Gotta think about everything now The people be lookin' like, Wow On stage, I jump in the crowd You know my niggas go wild Smokin' gas, this no Black and Mild How I work, I'ma work for a while I promise we up on 'em now Nigga, we'll never come down Chorus Walk in, iced out, whole team got on Cuban links Niggas be hatin', I don't care what a **** nigga really think I'm getting this money, niggas know I get it every time I blink I'm stuntin', it's nothin', deep think but I promise that I never sink Post-Chorus And I know why you hatin' on me And I know you're an enemy I know you're not no friend to me But I know, yeah, yeah Verse 3 Bad vibes, I gotta keep that off me I don't really wanna **** with a broke bitch She bad like morning breath and coffee My life, I really been balling Demons, gotta shake them off me Don't talk to me, you can't stop me My drip exclusive, saucy How did you get my number Tell that bitch, Don't ever call me She hit my line, she balling I told her, Sorry, not sorry I came up like Jabari I'm swervin' up in the car-y She know I'm not retardy I'm smoking, I'm high like martian In the sky with the UFO It's me and all my bros We came up like the wolves **** around, we wipe your nose I got exclusive clothes You can't get this in stores Yeah It's a must, everything, yeah, gotta go Chorus Walk in, iced out, whole team got on Cuban links Niggas be hatin', I don't care what a **** nigga really think I'm getting this money, niggas know I get it every time I blink I'm stuntin', it's nothin', deep think but I promise that I never sink Post-Chorus And I know why you hatin' on me And I know you're an enemy I know you're not no friend to me But I know, yeah, okay
