[Intro]
(Ear Drummers)
(Young Rari)
(Mike WiLL— Mike WiLL Made-It)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane & Pooh Shiesty]
We strapped up like the Taliban, my hood something like Afghanistan
And I just put some cheese on his head like a Packers fan (Well, damn)
Shiesty, that's my Kobe Bryant, ain't no way I'm trading the man (Shiesty)
Don't try me or my goons be at your house like they the cable man (Wow)
They say I'm a sex symbol, they say I'm a ladies man (Huh?)
Dressed up in the latest fashion, fashion show with Dapper Dan (It's Gucci)
It look like I robbed a bank, so much bread, it make you faint
We be еverywhere you ain't, I go еverywhere you can't (Go)
I send shots at where you think, I get millions when I blink
I got birds like Arthur Blank, I just bought a purple mink
Cooking cocaine in the sink (Skrrt), seen some shit that make you drink (Drink)
Doing time, it make you think, got you clutching on your shank
He said he gon' rob who? (Who?) That's like trying to rob a tank (Woah)
That's some shit that get you spanked (Woah), they done had too much to drink (Well, damn)
You just trying to get some rank, spill your blood out like it's paint
Say you with it, but you ain't, not a sinner, you a saint (Wop)
I'ma make it plain and simple, send bullets at your pimples and temple (Pew, pew)
You deep in that water and you don't know what you into (No)
Gunners on their way, why you saying what you fin' to? (Huh?)
We gon' make you sprint when we pull up in them rentals (Go)
They just left a dent, he can't run from what I sent him (No)
Niggas jumping clique, they don't even want to befriend you (Well, damn)
Niggas come to kill you and they didn't come to end you (Grrah)
Nowhere to retreat, now you screaming, "I surrender" (Quit)
Niggas ain't riding for you, don't want to revenge you (Sad)
Thought you was a lion, could've swore you was a ninja (Could've swore you was a)
Heaven or Hell, can't decide where I'ma send you (Ayy, let's go, let's go)
T-shirt with your face is the way they gon' remember (Ayy)
(Ear Drummers)
(Young Rari)
(Mike WiLL— Mike WiLL Made-It)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane & Pooh Shiesty]
We strapped up like the Taliban, my hood something like Afghanistan
And I just put some cheese on his head like a Packers fan (Well, damn)
Shiesty, that's my Kobe Bryant, ain't no way I'm trading the man (Shiesty)
Don't try me or my goons be at your house like they the cable man (Wow)
They say I'm a sex symbol, they say I'm a ladies man (Huh?)
Dressed up in the latest fashion, fashion show with Dapper Dan (It's Gucci)
It look like I robbed a bank, so much bread, it make you faint
We be еverywhere you ain't, I go еverywhere you can't (Go)
I send shots at where you think, I get millions when I blink
I got birds like Arthur Blank, I just bought a purple mink
Cooking cocaine in the sink (Skrrt), seen some shit that make you drink (Drink)
Doing time, it make you think, got you clutching on your shank
He said he gon' rob who? (Who?) That's like trying to rob a tank (Woah)
That's some shit that get you spanked (Woah), they done had too much to drink (Well, damn)
You just trying to get some rank, spill your blood out like it's paint
Say you with it, but you ain't, not a sinner, you a saint (Wop)
I'ma make it plain and simple, send bullets at your pimples and temple (Pew, pew)
You deep in that water and you don't know what you into (No)
Gunners on their way, why you saying what you fin' to? (Huh?)
We gon' make you sprint when we pull up in them rentals (Go)
They just left a dent, he can't run from what I sent him (No)
Niggas jumping clique, they don't even want to befriend you (Well, damn)
Niggas come to kill you and they didn't come to end you (Grrah)
Nowhere to retreat, now you screaming, "I surrender" (Quit)
Niggas ain't riding for you, don't want to revenge you (Sad)
Thought you was a lion, could've swore you was a ninja (Could've swore you was a)
Heaven or Hell, can't decide where I'ma send you (Ayy, let's go, let's go)
T-shirt with your face is the way they gon' remember (Ayy)
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