作词 : EAJensen/NOH3ARTBOI

作曲 : EAJensen/NOH3ARTBOI

编曲 : EAJensen/NOH3ARTBOI

Oh, we tryna bend on the oppas

B!tch, I'm with 300 jects and some Flockas

Like, who hotter? Top shottas

Hoodie'd up, dread down like a Rasta

I'm Mr. Hang-Out-The-V

Tryna flock 'em, pop 'em, drop 'em (That boy—, touch the ground)

If we don't got the—, we gon' hop 'em

Bory hop out wit' the—, tryna chop 'em

Grrah-grrah, boom

Talk on brodie, we spin for a week

Slide with Kay, only spin four V's (Word to my mother)

Got a lil' thottie that holdin' my beam

F!ck that lil' boy who got left in a V (Rah, Rah)

Slide with two chop's, it's like thirty in each

I been fiendin' and itchin' to catch a YG

And if hе bunny hop, he get left in thе scene (Grrah-grrah)

Nesty a b!tch, n!gga begged on his knees (Grrah)

B!tch, it's 300, DOA, blow for the guys

I'm on go for the guys

Smoke a O with the guys

B!tch, I hang out the V with the pole, let it fly

They keep dissin' like I ain't get back, don't know why

B!tch, I'm GBG, word to your dead, word to mines

Talk on Nazzy and Berry, you must wanna die

Talk on JayRipk and 'jects but what happened to?

We don't mention that boy who got turned into Za'

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

Walk with the 'Migos and Henny, no chasin', like

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like

You on hots? B!tch, I'm on hots too

I pull up to your window like drive-thru

Come with shower, bullets, no bridal

Put a TEC in your head like a bayou (Bah)

Like, huh? (Like, huh?), like, what? (What?)

None of these b!tches is tough

I'm with the shits and it give me a rush

Shorty be lookin', think she got a crush

I'm not a step up, b!tch, I'm a stomper

All of my opps get mixed with the grabba

Broke b!tch said she was gon' touch me (Like, what?)

She lyin', hakuna matata

All the bros know that I'm uppin' that, full-form (Boom)

All the opps up in heaven, got room for 'em (Grrah)

Everything dead, nothing is friendly

Up in my Prada, up in Balenci' (Grrah-grrah, grrah)

F!ck is she thinkin'? Know that I'm sanctioned

You crazy? B!tch, I'm retarded ('Tarded)

You okay? Something is wrong (Wrong)

Try to play me, you know I perform (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

Walk with the 'Migos and Henny, no chasin', like

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

B!tch, I'm with 300 jects and some Flockas

Like, who hotter? Top shottas

Hoodie'd up, dread down like a Rasta

I'm Mr. Hang-Out-The-V

Tryna flock 'em, pop 'em, drop 'em (That boy—, touch the ground)

If we don't got the—, we gon' hop 'em

Bory hop out wit' the—, tryna chop 'em

Grrah-grrah, boom

Talk on brodie, we spin for a week

Slide with Kay, only spin four V's (Word to my mother)

Got a lil' thottie that holdin' my beam

F!ck that lil' boy who got left in a V (Rah, Rah)

Slide with two chop's, it's like thirty in each

I been fiendin' and itchin' to catch a YG

And if hе bunny hop, he get left in thе scene (Grrah-grrah)

Nesty a b!tch, n!gga begged on his knees (Grrah)

B!tch, it's 300, DOA, blow for the guys

I'm on go for the guys

Smoke a O with the guys

B!tch, I hang out the V with the pole, let it fly

They keep dissin' like I ain't get back, don't know why

B!tch, I'm GBG, word to your dead, word to mines

Talk on Nazzy and Berry, you must wanna die

Talk on JayRipk and 'jects but what happened to—?

We don't mention that boy who got turned into Za'

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

Walk with the 'Migos and Henny, no chasin', like

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like

You on hots? B!tch, I'm on hots too

I pull up to your window like drive-thru

Come with shower, bullets, no bridal

Put a TEC in your head like a bayou (Bah)

Like, huh? (Like, huh?), like, what? (What?)

None of these b!tches is tough

I'm with the shits and it give me a rush

Shorty be lookin', think she got a crush

I'm not a step up, b!tch, I'm a stomper

All of my opps get mixed with the grabba

Broke b!tch said she was gon' touch me (Like, what?)

She lyin', hakuna matata

All the bros know that I'm uppin' that, full-form (Boom)

All the opps up in heaven, got room for 'em (Grrah),

Everything dead, nothing is friendly

Up in my Prada, up in Balenci' (Grrah-grrah, grrah)

F!ck is she thinkin'? Know that I'm sanctioned

You crazy? B!tch, I'm retarded ('Tarded)

You okay? Something is wrong (Wrong)

Try to play me, you know I perform (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

Walk with the 'Migos and Henny, no chasin', like

Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it

I'm with the Flockas, I bet she get naked

Shorty, she buggin', she want me to spank it, like

[NOH3ARTBOI & EAJensen]